Chatterbox: Inkwell

Hi Guys! 

Soooooooooo... I'm a bit bored at the moment. And I felt the slightest bit creative.

I'm going to start a story, and you guys can do whatever you want with it! Here goes...

I looked up at the sky. It seemed a shade darker than it had ten minutes ago. Yet it was noon. The clouds, too, seemed less white and puffy. They were foreboding, as if saying, "Leave! We are taking charge! I don't care how powerful the sun says it is. We can cover it." And that is when I felt it. Water. Not sweat, like I felt while working the fields of corn that sustained my city. It wasn't pouring like the buckets of water my older brother Shane likes to dump on my head. I didn't see it coming, like the ocean waves I ran from on the coast. This fell from the sky. Water was falling from the sky. Others had noticed it too. My best friend, Jo, looked towards me questioningly, and I knew she had felt it too. As others noticed it, we all realized what it must be. The end of the world was here. 

It's not a long start, but you guys can do whatever you want with it! Have fun!