The happier and simpler times

It was a hot and humid summers day in the Glade, everybody wore short shirts and shorts, sweating all over. Soon, dark menacing clounds loomed over the once beaming sky. Hot large raindrops pattered on their heads. Soon the gardens turned into mud and everbody began to wrestle and play, stumbling around like newborn foals in the thick dark mud. You wouldn’t know of the chaos happening a few feet away because of your strenuous job that kept you in the Medhut all day. You were organizing the medical cabinet until Newt, the Second in Command, dragged you out and insisted that you have fun.