The thing I love the most about the world is colors. I can’t imagine the world without them. I had stopped considering the “worst” experience of my life to be the worst, as it had a beautiful ending, infused with colors. “Ow!” cried the drops of water as we boiled violently inside a pot that had been set on the stove. This was the second time I moved from one place to another; from the water tank on the house’s roof, through the pipes and into this boiling pot of water. It was so hot in the pot and we were all screaming for help, but human beings can’t hear us. From that pot, the journey of my life began.
As we boiled, I felt my body disintegrating slowly, turning to bits. I didn’t know what that feeling was, but as every particle disconnected from my body, it didn’t sink to the bottom. Instead, each one floated upwards, causing a smoke-like mist to fly; steam. A few moments later, the final bit of me was a part of the mist, and a lady opened the window. That caused all of the steam to fly out of the window, and soon we were flying in the sky. Afterwards, my body started coming together again, but not as a drop of water. Instead, I and all the other pulverized drops of water formed a cloud up in the sky. That was the beginning of the period of my life as a cloud.
I felt weird at first, unusually light and fluffy, and the height added even more to the experience, as the point of view from the sky was exotic and definitely different from that you get from being on the ground. I saw every single thing from up there, and the people I feared would step on me as a simple drop were now each the size of an ant. This whole thing made me feel a lot more confident and strong. I loved everything about sky, for the cloud I was part of, allowed a lot of space that I could freely move in. The only problem was that I didn’t get to stay in the sky for a long time.
Around one week later, the cloud started to slowly get heavier and heavier. It started to slightly pin down. Then, the sky became a light shade of grey, and so did the cloud. My particles began coming together. In a bit, I regained my water drop form. It didn’t take me much time to fall out of the cloud. I was frightened to fall onto the ground and explode into a million droplets. As I began to fall, the sun came up. I don’t know any chemical or physical explanation to what happened afterwards, but as the sunshine glistened through me, a ray of multiple colors came shining: a rainbow.