He ran into the room, his heart pounding and his clothes soaking wet.

Just earlier that day, he headed out for the day to go to work as he normally would. Who's knew that by the end of the day, he would get caught in a particularly bad rainstorm. Just his luck!

The other thing was, is that he was late for his bus.

So, he did the only thing that he could think of... run off into the direction heading towards home, to try to get there as fast as he could.

Needless to say...it did not go out as planned, not at first.

The ground was slippery, and it was the constant downpoure of the rain made seeing the path in front of him almost impossible to see up ahead.

Still, he had to get home.

He ran off as fast as he could, before finally being able to make it home very soaking wet and stressed out from that ordeal.