Entry 46

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Lighting struck outside as rain pelted the windows. Loud booms of thunder shook the house leaving me scared.

I don't think I've ever heard the lighting this close to my house before. Usually I was scared, but when lighting is the only thing you see, and thunder is the only thing you hear, no one would feel safe.

I stared out the window in shock at the sky, gray and and foggy. The roads were blocked, outside was a death mat.

I watched as the raindrops race to the bottom of the window sill. Today was a gloomy in which I could do nothing about.

As I focus my eyes back to outside rather than the raindrops,

Pigs are flying.

The End.

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