Crash,bang,boom Zip,zap,zoom I hear the roar from the bears above.
Thunder roars like the engine of a NASCAR starting a race.
Dark black clouds fill up the night sky, spewing out hail and rain covering my trail.
I run inside and into bed.
Rain water trickles down my head and onto my pillow.
Lightning flashes, like the flicker of a torch across my room, making the night sky glow with fear.
The sour sting of hail taps at my window like someone is desperately wanting to come in.
The
center of the storm surrounds our house.
Slowly it starts to fade away.
Finally the storm passes but the last thing I hear in the distance is another crash, bang, boom, zip, zap, zoom.
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