Thunder

Groaning and screaming with anguish, I writhed about on the floor, clutching my body. My eyes were watery with the sheer pain and my breathing came out in sharp, shallow rasps. Sweat dripped down the side of my face and covered my forehead in a thin sheen.

"H-help," I croaked, my desperate tone made my words almost inaudible, I didn't even hear myself say it.

The pain subsided and I rolled over, the rain felt hot on my skin as the sky cries for me, my sister's tears when she realizes I wouldn't be waking up tomorrow. Christmas.

And my last thoughts was how I would die with my eyes open.

.....

After surviving three lightening strikes all at once my life was turned upside down. I was given the abilities to fly at the speed of light, to pick up things 1000 times the size of me. To finally live.

I was given the chance to change who I was.

But people are scared of the unknown. And when your scared you do irrational things.

I was left with no choice to hide who I really was. To became two people. Balancing school, boys, peers, work.

And being the worlds first superhero.

I. Am. Thunder.