Here is a fact about me. I freaking hate thunderstorms. Lightning is fine. I love lightning. But it's the thunder I hate. I don't know why I hate it I just do. I've hated it since I was little. I especially hate the loud unexpected ones. Literally this morning at four in the morning I woke up. I didn't know why I woke up until I heard it. I heard the rumble of thunder. I couldn't go back to sleep untill half an hour later when I thought it stopped. I'm not the only one in my family who hates thunder, my sister hates thunder two. She is about six years older than me and she hates thunder two. Honestly I don't know why I hate thunder I just do. I find lightning beautiful but when thunder comes in I'm the fetal position with a stuffed animal (It's now a bear my bf gave me. I love that bear.) Is it normal to hate thunder when you're older than ten? I wonder. Do you guys hate thunder? Or do you think being older than ten is to old to be scared of thunder? Tell me in the comments below. Yuno out. Peace✌
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RandomThis is just about random stories/thoughts I think about. There'll mainly be stuff for girls but if you're a guy you can read I won't judge. Oh and there might be swearing. Also I love potatoes. So low and behold Randomness. Warning: If you hate d...
