Oliver sits at the window and watches the world. The clouds are covering the sky like a thick, grey, woolen blanket. Everything is wet and grey from the heavy rain falling from the sky. Oliver has always found that the world seems like it is moving slower when it rains. That is part of the reason why he has always liked the wet, grey nature of a rainy day.
Oliver looks down at the street and sees cars driving through big puddles of water, slinging water all over the place. He watches people with umbrellas, wrapping their jackets tight around their bodies, and people without umbrellas running from door to door trying to keep themselves dry. And it rains and rains and rains and rains.
Oliver feels as though he can almost see the puddles growing deeper and wider with each passing moment.
At first, the cats have no problem walking through the puddles, but it rains and rains and rains and rains and the puddles are growing deeper and wider, and soon, the cats are disappearing into the puddles when they try to walk through them.
Oliver presses his nose up against the window glass. It immediately gets foggy under his warm breath. Did the cat really just dive into that puddle? It rains and rains and rains and rains and the people who before had been walking through the puddles on the street, are now sinking into what has become deep lakes, only to come swimming up to the surface again a few moments later, all wet.
And it rains and rains and rains and rains and the street turns into a river. Oliver can only see the roofs of the cars now. They look like small islands floating around in the streets. A yellow island, and a blue island and many black and silvery islands with antennas. And it rains and rains and rains and rains.
Oliver is not afraid that he is going to drown. He is a very good swimmer after all, and he knows how to dive and can hold his breath for almost thirty seconds. The river has now reached the windows on the first floor. Oliver lives on the third.
Oliver looks across the street and sees people standing in their open windows and on their balconies, fishing. Some children are swimming and playing around half a block from Oliver’s window and he can see a small boat sailing around further away. And it rains and rains and rains and rains.
The water has reached Oliver’s bedroom window and he is getting ready to dive. He can see fish swimming by outside his window now, and at the bottom of the river, that had once been a street, was a sunken pirate ship. In a nearby street he sees some divers playing with a small whale and two dolphins. And it rains and rains and rains and rains like it would never stop again.
Oliver opens up his window and his room quickly fills with water. For a second he is scared, but when his room is filled with water, he discovers that he can breathe under water with no problem at all. How lucky!
Happy and glad over his new discovery he starts to swim around his room among his bed, his chair, his Lego and his computer, all just floating about. He then decides to swim out the window to see what is going on out there. He is almost about to crash into a turtle swimming past his window. And it rains and rains and rains and rains.
Oliver starts to swim up towards the surface; he wants to see how high the waters has risen. It is already covering his whole apartment building and he still can't see how far he is from the surface. He sits down on the roof of his building for a second, enjoying a view he thought he would never see. He sees the whole city completely under water. Out by the church, a big blue whale is examining the cross on top of the tower. Oliver thinks he sees a submarine some miles away, but it disappears to quickly for him to be certain.
Oliver starts swimming towards the whale, but as he gets closer, the whale swims away. It moves its body so slowly, yet is so much faster than him, regardless of how hard he tries.
Everywhere around him, Oliver sees people swimming around. They are playing and greeting each other, and swimming by each others homes. Some people are still sitting inside watching television while others are discovering the roof- and treetops and all the other places around town they have never been before. No crane or skyscraper is left un-explored. And it rains and rains and rains and rains.
Oliver sees crabs and fish and muscles and whales and jellyfish and seahorses on his swim through town.
Oliver finally reaches the surface of the water and looks out over the horizon. There is nothing but water and a couple of boats to see, except a huge flock of birds not really knowing what to do about themselves. Some sit down on the loose pieces of furniture that are constantly floating up to the surface.
Oliver thinks about where his parents might be. They are probably still at work. He does not not have to be worried about them. His mum and dad are even better at swimming than Oliver. And Oliver is pretty good. And it rains and rains and rains and rains.
Somewhere far away, Oliver hears a bell ring, just as he is about to dive again.