The first drops of rain were harsh. They splashed onto to the grass, and soon it would be all mushy. Kids were running across backyards despite the rain and the claps of thunder, they carried on anyway, rushing to get to the goal. I jogged over as well, trying to follow the others. But too late I realized my shoes would slide. As soon as I started picking up speed, I immediately fell into the now wet grass. I felt the thick mud cover my arms and swallow my jeans. The ground slapped my face and I couldn't help but yell in pain. Nobody seemed to hear me however as they had already grabbed the flag from the opposite team.
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