That night was like any other night. It had been a long night and I still had a lot of homework to do. I really wanted to sleep,but the stack of homework in front of me reminded me that I would be up till the wee hours of the morning. I took a sigh and grabbed my math book and started to study for my math test in the morning.
I really needed to concentrate, but my mind wandered to everything but the math book in front of me. I mauled over my rooms decor. It was a pastel pink. A color I chose when I was six and because of that I plastered most of the room in posters to cover the color I could no longer stand. I had a large wooden dresser with a large mirror attached. It had once been a beautiful oak, but I had broken out my paints and turned my dresser into one big painting. My carpet had once been white, but was now so stained it looked more like a beige with some colorful spots.
My mind became fixated on the storm outside. Every few minutes I would see a flash of lightning outside my window and a large crack of thunder would follow. I could hear the wind howling and the rain pounding on the roof. I loved storms and being surrounded by the sound of it left me in a sweet bliss.
Against my better judgement I decided to run outside and really be surrounded by the storm. To not only be able to hear and see it, but to be able to feel and smell it as well. It only took me a few seconds to run down the stairs that lead to the first floor and to the front door. I heard my mother screaming for me to get back inside, but I ignored her. I just had to listen to the urge inside of me that wanted to be a part of the storm.
I ran so long and hard I found myself running in the park several blocks from my house. The park was empty except for me running around the fields and playground equipment. I hopped onto swings and did flips off the slide. I began to run in the field again when I was interrupted by a strange sensation. I loved the feeling of the pouring rain pelting my skin and the water soaking through all my clothes. The hairs in my arms began to stand up and it almost felt like my body was humming. I then felt a painful sensation strike me in between my shoulder blade and neck and run down through my body. I fell instantly to the ground. As I hit the ground lightening strike after strike began to pound into my body. It felt as if my body was going to catch fire. I began to scream in agony. My mind was consumed with the pain and I could think of nothing else.
I felt myself standing up and trying to run from the lightening, but the lightening continued to hit its target. The rain was of little comfort now. The rain only seemed to increase the pain of the lightening coursing through my body.Suddenly the lightening stopped and I looked down and saw my body was wrapped in electricity and lightening. I suddenly felt this sensation like my skin was being ripped off my body and I saw the electricity from my body shooting out in all directions. I just screamed as this electricity shot through my body. The wind and rain pelted my face making it harder for me to scream.
The trees, flowers, grass, and park benches that were struck all caught on fire. The fire grew bigger as it began to sweep the whole park and to slowly spread to houses a short distance away. I just continued to scream and to hope that it would all end soon.
When it finally stopped I realized I was surrounded by flames and had to find my way through them. I decided to just run for it and hope for the best. As my skin began to lick the flames a shield of electricity wrapped it's way around me protecting me from the flames. I reached the other side unscathed.I looked up and saw that the fire that started from my pain had spread to houses and begun to consume them. I noticed that houses lights were flickering in an odd way.
On the walk home I felt full of energy. I knew according to medical shows that I should be in bad shape, but I found myself feeling better than ever. I felt stronger and capable of anything. I never noticed that the houses were without power because as I walked by they would light up again only to have the lights fade as I walked away.
When I got home my mother sent me to my room without dinner. I did as I was told without argument and was in to much shock to say anything to her. I just stomped up the stairs soaking wet and a little soar. I left a trail of water going up the stairs. I just sat back down and began my homework again wet clothes and all. Right where I had left off. My math homework. Strangely, I found it easy. As if I'd always known the answers all along.
I looked out the window and that's when I realized my room was the only room with power in the entire neighborhood. I couldn't fathom what happened to me. All I knew was I had emerged different and alive. I had faced death and won.
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