Bang! Bam! Something shakes my bed. I wake up halfway and wonder if it's the cats wrestling beneath the bed, except the noise came from outside. Another roll of thunder rolls across the sky and wakes me up the rest of the way. And then another, just to make sure I'm fully awake. I roll over and consider how the thunder makes my house vibrate like a drum. Then—ah!—a low and constant roar sweeps in from the west and rain engulfs the house. All the windows are open, but with no wind to blow the rain in, I don't need to close them. Only the rain stirs the air. A cloud of moisture puffs through the window by my head and carries with it the smell of wet earth and trees. Going only by my nose, I can imagine I am in the middle of the woods.
147 words | May 31, 2004 08:37 PM | Real true story