Hazel Williams was a normal little 7 year old. Drawing shapes and Disney princesses. Singing the Disney songs so many other kids enjoyed as well. Until, on the way home from grocery shopping a terrible strike of lightning hit the tree. Covering my ears and screaming I waited till it was over impatiently my hands shaking and holding my mothers hand. "Mom?" I said when my voice started to break. "Y-Yes?" My mother answered back but as I looked in her eyes I thought for a moment. Many she was more scared then me.. To loose me.