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 It’s been months, and the rain hasn’t let up. I was with my family visiting my nana and papa in Louisiana when it started. First, clouds rolled in, just like any other rain storm. But I could tell something was off. There was a strange smell in the air, not the fresh smell of normal rain, but something slightly off. I couldn’t quite place it for the life of me. We paid no attention to it, as we thought that it was just normal monsoon weather. We laughed and talked as we usually did, until it was time to bring in the dog. I was the young one, being 17, so they appointed me to do the job. I reluctantly trudged to the back do