Excellent My mind screamed I don't want to die. Flash Fiction : The Thunder Roared by Begin Again Micro-Fiction contest entry

Lightning zigzagged across the sky. The wind whipped the tree branches against the window. Clutching my blanket, I cried, "Mommy, I'm afraid." Panic vibrated through my six-year-old voice. Mommy yanked the blanket from my head, scolding me, "Nonsense! You're a big girl. It's only a thunderstorm." She shut-off the light and closed the door. Hugging my knees to my chest, I clamped my eyes shut and prayed, "Please help me, God." Booming thunder rattled the house. I screamed, "I'm going to die! Please don't let me die." Quiet settled over the room. Terrified, I slipped from the safety of my bed and inched toward the window, peering into the dark. The tree branches were still. I breathed a sigh of relief. The storm was gone. I thanked the Lord. Moments later, the sound of a freight train roared through the darkness. The house rattled and moaned. The windowpane shattered. The howling wind tossed me across the room. I screamed and buried my head in fear. Light flooded the room. A strong arm encircled my sobbing body. A voice soothed me. "It's okay. I'm here." He kissed my cheek. "It's only a dream." "I was remembering the tornado," I whimpered. "I know, but you're safe." My husband stroked my hair and kissed away my tears. I was comforted. Recognized Author Notes Words - 219 Choose a topic from those listed below: a red balloon thunder Luigi's Pizza Restaurant financial advice the monster that watches you from the mirror Minimum length 200 words. Maximum Length 224 words.

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