hailstones in the park.
I carried my heavy nephew ran to the park in a sweaty rush. when I arrived there I felt a lot of little hailstones bouncing of my head ... we had no shelter at the park so
we hunkered under the slide.The hailstones got bigger and crashed onto slide and the dogs were terrified . The high winds and the smattering rain built into the worst storm ever. The rain fell mercilessly,
The trees swayed and they creaked and they bent and moaned as their branches are ripped away and their leaves became confetti in the storm
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finally we got some shelter.
