Flooding

The time our basement flooded was not a freak accident. It was however an accident. The rain was coming down hard. The water was filling up the path in our backyard. I stood at the back door and watched as the rain comes down filling up the yard. I look down and the floor in a little wet so I run to get a towel. When I get back I see my mom looking at the pathway looking like a river. She unlocks the door and opens it. Water comes crashing in like a river. She pushes the door closed hard. I look over at my mom and smile.