It rains, but not always!

She reached the school hopping and tottering all through, carefully holding her skirt from being dirtied from the slushy puddles that the heavy outpour had created.

She unfurled her umbrella, glancing around whether anyone finds her with the umbrella.

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As she anticipated, there was a group of young girls and boys, laughing and pointing at her clothes and the umbrella that rained within.

She had the worst clothes, possessed the worst things, lived in a worst place and she had to walk a worst distance to school, but she was too brilliant, and lucky enough to have parents who sent her to school besides their worries and weaknesses.

Looking up at the clear, bright sky and the shimmering rainbow, and filling her lungs with the petrichor, she said to herself, "This too shall pass!"

This is written in response to FSF by lillieMcferrin. This week's word is 'Rain'.