It was the worst storm their town had seen in years. The power was out, entire trees were being effortlessly knocked down by the wind, and there was a weather advisory for the whole area. The weather man had seen it coming, thankfully, so the people of this small and tight knit community had time to prepare. Mr. Clark had a daughter, Tanya, who was a sophomore in high school. She and her best friend were both sixteen. I guess you could even say he had two daughters, because Tanya’s best friend Sara was always at his house. Sara went on vacation with the Clarks, ate dinner with them, and even went to church with them.
On this blustery Wednesday evening, Tanya and Sara had rugby practice. Mr. Clark let them go even in the bad weather conditions, but it was against his better judgment. The whole time they were gone, he was like any other over concerned parent, and worried nonstop. They had made arrangements for Sara’s Mom to drop Tanya off at home after practice. Being as worried as he was, Tanya’s father Mr. Clark decided to wait up for his daughter on the living room chair. The next thing he knew, Mr. Clark was abruptly awoken by the loudest thunder he had ever heard, and the living room was bright white from the lightning. Through his groggy eyes, he thought he saw the outline of an unfamiliar object in the middle of the floor. He remained really still, and waited to see if it would move. With the next flash of lightning, he saw the object on the floor start to shift position.
He slowly stood up, grabbed the chair from underneath himself, and raised it in the air, ready to attack the intruding thing. Just as he was about to strike the strange moving trespasser, his daughter and Sarah popped their heads out from underneath a blanket, with expressions of fear and confusion! It turns out that they had decided to both go back to Tanya’s house after practice, and sleep on the living room floor because they were scared to sleep alone upstairs with the storm. Mr. Clark was relieved that they were home safe and there was nobody breaking into his house, but slightly embarrassed at his rash actions.
On this blustery Wednesday evening, Tanya and Sara had rugby practice. Mr. Clark let them go even in the bad weather conditions, but it was against his better judgment. The whole time they were gone, he was like any other over concerned parent, and worried nonstop. They had made arrangements for Sara’s Mom to drop Tanya off at home after practice. Being as worried as he was, Tanya’s father Mr. Clark decided to wait up for his daughter on the living room chair. The next thing he knew, Mr. Clark was abruptly awoken by the loudest thunder he had ever heard, and the living room was bright white from the lightning. Through his groggy eyes, he thought he saw the outline of an unfamiliar object in the middle of the floor. He remained really still, and waited to see if it would move. With the next flash of lightning, he saw the object on the floor start to shift position.
He slowly stood up, grabbed the chair from underneath himself, and raised it in the air, ready to attack the intruding thing. Just as he was about to strike the strange moving trespasser, his daughter and Sarah popped their heads out from underneath a blanket, with expressions of fear and confusion! It turns out that they had decided to both go back to Tanya’s house after practice, and sleep on the living room floor because they were scared to sleep alone upstairs with the storm. Mr. Clark was relieved that they were home safe and there was nobody breaking into his house, but slightly embarrassed at his rash actions.
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