It vividly reminds me of when there was such a downpour the rain almost flooded the whole house. I was scared.
I heard a strange noise. I thought it was thunder.
Then it went again. It was wild. The colour of the lightning was yellow.
It reminded me of my old uncle’s yellow truck.
He died a long time ago. I cried when I went to his funeral.
I could hear the pattering on the windows.
I saw a picture of my uncle.
Sasha
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