a tiny snippet from another (longer) work I have been working on

"Jake just decided to go upstairs into his room and lie on the bed so that he could sit next to his window. He didn't know what it was about thunderstorms, but they always made him just want to sit and think. He had always loved them. He liked to just sit by the window and stare off into the sky to watch the lightning. In his mind he imagined that up above the clouds far beyond what he could see there were beings that had fun by throwing down their bolts of lightning to see who could throw the brightest and fastest one. After they threw theirs down, there was a judge up above who would let them know which he liked best by the noise he made. If he thought the lightning was especially good he would make a noise so loud that the houses below would quake as the sound of the boom rolled over the hills of the earth."


~*~ Jennilee LC ~*~