Monday, October 8, 2012

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One night there was a thunderstorm. My friend had never seen a thunderstorm. She was scared. She would hide when ever the lightning would sound.

The lightning sounded like if it were to break my house. My friend looked out my window and saw rain pouring and bright lightning. So I told her to come outside with me. It smelled like salty rain. And it sounded like crashing glass.

She never wanted to come to my house again. So I just invited my other friend and she had the same problem.

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