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at the end of a storm there is always a Rainbow

It was raining outside and it was over. The breakup was bad. I thought they would be together forever. I stared out the window blankly. the rain slowed down. If they had stayed married I would have to deal with Moms bad annoying moods. And Dad’s bad cursing. I could list all the bad things, and that would help. They wont fight anymore. I can get over it. I guess its better now. The rain finally stopped. The sun shone and a rainbow flickered out. At the end of a storm there is always a rainbow.

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