rain days

My favorite rainy day memory would defiantly have to be, huh I'm not sure actually. I used to be terrified of thunderstorms but now I love them. So I think it would be my first thunderstorm in the US when I was in third grade. I was with my mom and dad playing Clue in the balcony at my old house. And it started raining, but we had a mini roof so it was all good and we continued. But then out of no where lighting struck and hit a tree across the street. My mom freaked out and turned over the game board and ran in. My dad just sorta stared at it and then went in slowly. I on the other hand, picked up my cards and starting to pick up all the pieces because all I cared about was who won the game. It was a fun day.