I lay in bed late one summer night, unable to sleep because of the pounding-the hard,annoying pounding-of rain. It’s always the loudest in my room. Since that wing of the house faces the direction the rain always seems to fall. It seemed to get harder and louder each second, the skies anger increasing.
*BOOM*
Thunder–just to my luck, and then lightening to follow.

It was going to be a very long night.