Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

She recognizes that smell of the wet earth just after it rains. The aroma that can be smelt through open windows or by the whiff that hits you when you walk outside the door, the ground still wet, water still dripping from the leaves of flowers and trees.
Drip…Drop. Drip…Drop.
That remained Nora’s favourite thing in the world. She stepped outside just after the rain had ceased and just consumed the smell of something so natural that it cannot be stopped by any living human or machine whatsoever. She loved to splash in the puddles with her pink gum boots that she had since her feet had stopped growing, at the age of sixteen. Her arms spread wide, while she spins on the wet grass with her head towards the sky. Thanking it for its beautiful blessing.
Turning and Turning.
Then the rain would begin to fall again and she would rush to cover, not wanting to be wet to her core. Everyone thought it was weird that Nora hated the rain, but loved just after it. Truly thinking about it, everyone thought that Nora was weird, full stop.
When she was at school, they would laugh and point at her for sitting alone or when she raised her hand in class when the teacher asked a question. She stopped doing that after a while. She hated being laughed at, or pointed at like she was a monkey at the zoo in a cage for the world to stare at.
Nevertheless as her life went on, she learnt that there are some cruel people in this world and you being you is even more beautiful than trying being somebody…