The Storm

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That night, I was waken up by a lightning bolt. I look outside and see trees blowing away. My first concern is Jeremiah, Elenor, and Jake. I jump out of my bed and start looking for them.

"Jeremiah? Elenor? Jake?"

I hear Elenor's voice and follows it. I come into Jake's room and find a part of the rooftop collapsed onto Jake's bed.

"Are you two alright? Where is Jake?"

"He is under the bed. The roof is causing the bed to sink, crushing him," Jeremiah says in a worried tone.

I run to them.

"Might want to step back," I say.

I grab the fallen debris of the roof and throw it into the sky. Then I lift the bed with a single hand.

"Come on Jake! I can hold it for so long!"

Jake runs out from beneath the bed. I let go of the bed. Jake embraces his parents. They look at me.

"Thank you! I guess I was wrong about you superpowered types," Jeremiah says.

"Not a problem," I say with a smile on my face.

It might be the first time that I have smiled.

The storm finally passes. We look at the wreckage left behind.

"What are we going to do about the house?" Elenor says.

"I can help with that."

Me and Jeremiah grab axes and head into the woods. I cut down 50 trees and bring them back to where the house used to be. I quickly make wood and starts rebuilding the house exactly the way it use to be.

"How did you remember every detail of our house?"

"I guess I have a photographic memory."

"We can't thank you enough for what you have done."

"It's nothing really. I am always happy to help."

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