A STORMY NIGHT

Once upon a time...No, I'm not going to to start it like that, this is not a fairy tale! Here it goes. It was a dark and stormy night, clouds bellowed like a mother shouting at her child with a mega phone. Lightning struck and lit up the sky in such a way that it even gave the clouds a shock. Rain poured out of the squelchy sky in massive torrents at a time. Hail fell and were so big that they managed to break through solid wood.

Meanwhile, Jim was chillaxing on his mink fur couch. He lived in a colossal mansion with a 18,262 rooms, each fitted with a cinema screen. He was just watching the 6 o'clock news , with his eyes glued to the TV ( not literally, that would hurt!).

When suddenly the roof flew off like a soul leaving the body. He got sucked up into the dark abyss of wind. He was turned and swirled up, and spun round ; the wind was ferocious. Being ripped one by one , his ribs were slaughtered by the harsh laughing wind. He screamed in agony as his arms and legs were burned by lightning as it scorched leaving only ash by the joints. Jim cried his head off (literally this time, by that I mean his head was plucked off by a 'football of hail!' ).Jim was no more.