Lottie’s 100 WC

The violent storm was thrashing against Sara’s windows. The rain drops running down the glass as if they were racing against each other, sprinting for the fastest finish. Sara listened to the screaming of the wind, along with the thumping beat that came from her earphones. It felt as if the house was shaking, shuttering from the cold, icy, hail drops. “When will this all be over?” She asked herself loudly, only just hearing her voice over the commotion outside. Suddenly, the house went black. Home alone in the dark while a storm erupted from the clouds outside was not her ideal Friday night…

1 Comment on Lottie’s 100 WC

  1. Mrs Mitchell
    October 30, 2013 at 4:11 pm (6 years ago)

    What a great piece of work. You have used personification to good effect. I especially like the race between the raindrops down the glass. Well done!


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