Today, I was coming back home from school, walking per usual. Today though, I had decided to not stay for tutorials and exited earlier then usual out out of the school, with the majority of other kids. I was walking with Groove, Broski, and X-Man-some of my best friends. I was walking, talking, and minding my own business, when I started turning around and walking backwards. I don't know why, but I do this often, just probably to look funny and cool { I'm not either of those two : ( }. After a few seconds of duration, I saw a kid (Shane) and one of his friends walking with one another, holding a bottle. I didn't make much of this, as this scene wasn't very alarming or abnormal. Boy was I wrong about that, I would soon find out. Anyway, I continued with my strange moon walk. Suddenly, I heard a splash, and I saw a plain, crushed, water bottle streaming towards me. Luckily, it hit the ground. I thought I was saved, but milliseconds later, before my brain could react, the same water bottle hit the ground; the concrete shattering the very thin and flimsy plastic on the point of impact. This caused an after-effect. Water sprayed everywhere, covering kids all around the epicenter, a few had slightly wet bags, and others had wet clothes. Unfortunately for me though, I was at the center of it all. You see, since I was walking backwards, I had my whole front body get drenched instead of the back of my backpack. The effects spread across the bottom of my pants to the lenses of my glasses. I got a good soaking! In fact, it looked as if I had peed my pants, because so much of water had collected near the mid-section of my jeans; I was so embarrassed and traumatized. I was so pissed after this, and wanted to know why these idiots would do something as ignorant and simpleminded as that! I decided to turn my face back to those kids, and to call out Shane (he was in the back). "I hate you, Shane," I exclaimed, "you got me all wet!". After yelling this, I turned back to my conversation with my friends, and continued on my way as normal, pretending nothing happened (I do have to say that I tried to cover most of my jeans with my jacket, although, to make less of the pool that had gathered there visible). Luckily, by the end of my walk, my pants had dried up; my jacket too, and I had wiped my glasses clean. I was happy once again... my life had been restored!
This brings up a good question though, which relates to water. Is water wet? I don't mean this as a joke, I mean, is water wet itself, and that's why it makes us wet? Or is it not wet, and just makes us wet if we touch it?
Please answer in this form: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1UWcBczY2cJM1EFU0YvZ7RtMg0Fsha_ZPnYvvfXA8HiI/edit#responses
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