LIGHTNING
I woke up to the sound of lightning striking the tree outside my house. Within a second, the tree was split in two and the lightning continued to find other trees to destroy. I found myself having trouble waking up in the mornings because the sound of rain makes me drift off into a deeper sleep; the morning the lightning struck the tree outside my window, I never wanted to sleep again. I looked outside my window and saw my mother laying on the cold, wet cement with one half of the tree laying stiff on her.
I ran down the stairs and welcomed myself to the rain which made my vision a blur.
My mom was motionless and she didn't smell like my mom. She smelled like the burning, crisp tree that continued to lay on top of her. Smoke released from the tree; I was unsure of what to do.
"HELP!!!" I yelled into the rain. Was anyone able to hear me? The rain overpowered my scream.
"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!"
Luckily, our neighbor ran to my assistance. She and her husband were able to get my mom, who still remained unconscious from under the tree. Mark, my neighbor insisted that his wife took me to school while he drove my mom to the hospital. Fuck that. I am the only bit of family my mom has left. How could I even go to school not knowing what state my mother was in?
