Daria Clark
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It was late at night, probably around midnight, and it was raining. I was on my way home
When I was close to getting home, I saw a girl who seemed to be crying outside the house where my brother and I lived. She seemed to be getting ready to go somewhere, but at the moment her make-up, hair and clothes were soaked.
I approached her and put the umbrella I had near her so that she wouldn't get so much rain.
"Hey, girl, get out of this rain, you'll catch a cold"