The Storm

Submitted by pamcyr on Wed, 09/19/2007 - 8:56am

The Storm

By Cara Johnson
Shelburne Community School, Grade 5

CRASH! BOOM! Silent light flies through the sky. Light flickers on and off. Then… stops. It is pitch black. CRASH! BOOM! Light flies through the sky. Shiver. Under your sheets. Climb down the ladder. Step. Step step. Hit the floor. Run to the door. Slam. Slam. Slam. You ran into the door, find the knob. CRASH! BOOM! Light flies. You fly down the hall to your Mother’s and Father’s room. You whimper “Mom, Mommy, Mom!” You climb into the bed. CRASH! BOOM! A light flies once more. You see something. Or someone at the door. You slip down from the bed. There at the door you hear ……a …. Boom! Boom! On the other side you open up the door and ………….. Your CAT rushes in to the room. You slip back into the bed and fall asleep.
CRASH! BOOM!!

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Thunderous

Submitted by njandl on Wed, 09/19/2007 - 9:34pm.

You've captured a moment that we have all felt growing up, Cara. Your description of the lightning as "silent light" is wonderful, and so are all the loud noises. Could this be the beginning of a longer story? It would be fun to see where you could take this.

Storm

Submitted by Harlan Hopkins on Mon, 10/15/2007 - 1:42pm.

I like your description on what a storm sounds like and looks like. There are always huge and loud crashes and booms. Also how you can't see anything because the power is out and your only light is when lightning flashes for a split second to light up a room.