Cloudy Day In May

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By jeanimoo

On a cloudy day in May the streets were filled with people walking to and fro. Busy, busy in their every day to do life not realizing the weather change till on a cloudy day in May and then the rain began to pour and people scattered all aboard. The winds picked up the blew so hard the sky had a odd line way up high soon it began to twirl and knocking things all around. The wind was stronger and stronger as the people made room for cover not getting close to any windows and making sure they were in the right place for the twister was picking up and throwing things all around on the cloudy day in May.

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