I woke up in my bed, awakened by

I woke up in my bed, awakened by the sound that I had
thought was my alarm clock. I was surprised to find out that the glowing red
lights state “2:59 am”. If it wasn’t my alarm clock, then what was it? I had
thought to myself while whipping the sleep from my eyes. All of a sudden, I
heard a loud crack. The kind of crack you hear when you spill out a boiling
water on ice. While the cracking noise stuffed my ears, a bright blinding light
came to my open window and lit up my bedroom. I could make everything out as if
someone had just flipped the switch on. I saw my vanity clear as day across the

It took a few moments before I came to my senses and then realized
what was going on. I went online on my social media account and had seen the weather
few hours on my laptop, before I went to sleep. I haven’t noticed any warnings
of a storm approaching. But here, I was looking out my window, face to face
with the violent beast.

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Suddenly I heard another loud crack of thunder. “Aghhh!” I
screamed. Like a scared child frightened of loud scary noise. I heard a
footstep coming from outside of my room walking to my bedroom. I knew I woke up
someone because of my loud scream. The room was dark and someone opened the
door and turned the lights on. It was my mum. “Hey! we heard your scream from outside,
what happened?? Are you okay honey??” mum asked. “I-I’m okay mum… the loud
thunder noise just surprised me.” I responded. “There’s a storm today and for
the rest of the week. It will be like this so If you want, you can sleep in our
bedroom hun.” “No mum, I’m okay… I’m fine…” I said. “Ok… I will go back to bed
now. If you need anything just go to our room, okay?” “Put an earplug if you
can’t sleep because of the noise.” Mum added. “Ok mum… Please turn off the light
as you go.” My mum then turned the lights off and went back to her room. That thunderous
cracking noise was so powerful that my whole house shaken under the power of
the storm. I crawled bac deep inside my blankets, covering and hiding myself
from head to toe. Leaving nothing but a tiny space exposed, just the size
enough for me to see the outside.



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