THE STORM- A short story by Courtney Edmiston, grade 5, 10 years old.
There was a boy named Tommy who wasn’t afraid of anything. Except storms; he was terrified of storms. Tommy, and his mom and dad were watching the weather. “There will be rain and thunder storms for the next 14 days.” Said the weatherman.
“Oh no!” Said Tommy.
“Don’t worry Tommy, mom and I are here.” Said Tommy’s dad. Tommy’s dad’s name was Harold.
“OK, if you say so.” Sighed Tommy.
About 3 hours later it started to rain. Tommy ran to the window.
“Here it comes.” He said to himself as he watched the rain come down. Tommy’s mother, whose name was Carolyn, said. “Come away from the window, Tommy, we can play a game.”
Tommy went and sat down on the couch beside his dad. “What are we going to play?” Tommy asked his mom. Harold perked up and said. “Let’s play I spy!” He looked like he would jump as he said it.
So the family played I spy for a little while, then the phone rang. Carolyn answered it. “Hello,” she said into the phone.
“Hello,” said the person on the other end of the phone. “Would you and your family like to come over for dinner?”
“Sure,” said Carolyn, “I’ll talk to Harold and call you back, OK?”
“OK, buh bye.” Answered the other end.
Carolyn walked into the living room and said to the boys sitting on the couch. “That was Angela, she wanted to know if we would like to come over for dinner. I’m sure we would be able to spend the night if we had too much to drink and can’t drive, or if it were too late to drive home and it wouldn’t be safe."
“OK! Said Tommy Excitedly. “I love Aunt Ang’s cooking!”
“Ya, that would be great!” Agreed Harold.
“OK.” Said Carolyn as she returned to the kitchen to call Angela back.
When she returned from the kitchen she told the boys that they would be leaving at 4:00pm. The two boys went upstairs to get ready to go. Harold had a shower and then Tommy had a bath. Tommy was eight years old and he had older cousins named Cory and Chris. Tommy was thinking about them as he and his dad got dressed. Cory was seventeen and Chris was fourteen and they liked to tease him about being afraid of storms, but he still liked them. Harold and Tommy dressed in a suit and tie, but they took clothes they could change into and they also had some pajamas just in case they needed to stay overnight. They went downstairs to watch TV, but Carolyn sent them back upstairs to clean up the mess they made in the bathroom instead.
About 20 minutes after they left home, they had to stop and get gas. They tried to be quick about it, so the guy at the gas station wouldn’t get soaked from the rain, but as it turned out, he already was. After that, they were on their way. About 30 minutes away from Angela’s house the car just stopped. Harold tried to start it again, but it just wouldn’t start. It was a good thing they had their umbrellas, because they had to walk. They walked for about 10 minutes then Tommy Started to cry. They all stopped walking.
“Why are you crying, sweetie?” asked Carolyn. Tommy made a little whine, then took a deep breath and said. “I saw lightning come down over there.” As he pointed to where he had seen the lightning. Just then there was a crash of thunder. Tommy screamed in fear.
“It’s OK.” Harold said, trying to calm Tommy down. As they stood up, Tommy hugged his dad. Then they started walking again. Lightning flashed. Tommy flinched. Thunder boomed. Tommy stopped dead in his tracks.
“It’s OK”. Said Harold. “The more we stop the longer it will take to reach Aunt Ang’s house.”
Tommy darted forward and kept running until he reached the stop sign at the end of the road. His parents caught up to him and they turned the corner. Up the road was Angela’s driveway.
“We’re almost there!” Said Carolyn, excited, but out of breath. Lightning flashed with a crack of thunder. There were forks and flashes of lightning, thunder booming and crashing, trees were falling, rain was pouring and dumping down on them, wind was wailing, it was a storm for sure. Tommy was crying and screaming. He was so scared he couldn’t hold it any longer. The whole family ran up the driveway as fast as they could run until they got to the house. Angela rushed them inside and gave them some towels to dry off with. Tommy was still crying, but he was settling down. After he was dry, Chris took Tommy up to his room to watch a movie and play some video games.
After they had dinner, they decided to stay at Angela’s house until it stopped raining. It was like a little vacation, but it was really an adventure.
“Oh no!” Said Tommy.
“Don’t worry Tommy, mom and I are here.” Said Tommy’s dad. Tommy’s dad’s name was Harold.
“OK, if you say so.” Sighed Tommy.
About 3 hours later it started to rain. Tommy ran to the window.
“Here it comes.” He said to himself as he watched the rain come down. Tommy’s mother, whose name was Carolyn, said. “Come away from the window, Tommy, we can play a game.”
Tommy went and sat down on the couch beside his dad. “What are we going to play?” Tommy asked his mom. Harold perked up and said. “Let’s play I spy!” He looked like he would jump as he said it.
So the family played I spy for a little while, then the phone rang. Carolyn answered it. “Hello,” she said into the phone.
“Hello,” said the person on the other end of the phone. “Would you and your family like to come over for dinner?”
“Sure,” said Carolyn, “I’ll talk to Harold and call you back, OK?”
“OK, buh bye.” Answered the other end.
Carolyn walked into the living room and said to the boys sitting on the couch. “That was Angela, she wanted to know if we would like to come over for dinner. I’m sure we would be able to spend the night if we had too much to drink and can’t drive, or if it were too late to drive home and it wouldn’t be safe."
“OK! Said Tommy Excitedly. “I love Aunt Ang’s cooking!”
“Ya, that would be great!” Agreed Harold.
“OK.” Said Carolyn as she returned to the kitchen to call Angela back.
When she returned from the kitchen she told the boys that they would be leaving at 4:00pm. The two boys went upstairs to get ready to go. Harold had a shower and then Tommy had a bath. Tommy was eight years old and he had older cousins named Cory and Chris. Tommy was thinking about them as he and his dad got dressed. Cory was seventeen and Chris was fourteen and they liked to tease him about being afraid of storms, but he still liked them. Harold and Tommy dressed in a suit and tie, but they took clothes they could change into and they also had some pajamas just in case they needed to stay overnight. They went downstairs to watch TV, but Carolyn sent them back upstairs to clean up the mess they made in the bathroom instead.
About 20 minutes after they left home, they had to stop and get gas. They tried to be quick about it, so the guy at the gas station wouldn’t get soaked from the rain, but as it turned out, he already was. After that, they were on their way. About 30 minutes away from Angela’s house the car just stopped. Harold tried to start it again, but it just wouldn’t start. It was a good thing they had their umbrellas, because they had to walk. They walked for about 10 minutes then Tommy Started to cry. They all stopped walking.
“Why are you crying, sweetie?” asked Carolyn. Tommy made a little whine, then took a deep breath and said. “I saw lightning come down over there.” As he pointed to where he had seen the lightning. Just then there was a crash of thunder. Tommy screamed in fear.
“It’s OK.” Harold said, trying to calm Tommy down. As they stood up, Tommy hugged his dad. Then they started walking again. Lightning flashed. Tommy flinched. Thunder boomed. Tommy stopped dead in his tracks.
“It’s OK”. Said Harold. “The more we stop the longer it will take to reach Aunt Ang’s house.”
Tommy darted forward and kept running until he reached the stop sign at the end of the road. His parents caught up to him and they turned the corner. Up the road was Angela’s driveway.
“We’re almost there!” Said Carolyn, excited, but out of breath. Lightning flashed with a crack of thunder. There were forks and flashes of lightning, thunder booming and crashing, trees were falling, rain was pouring and dumping down on them, wind was wailing, it was a storm for sure. Tommy was crying and screaming. He was so scared he couldn’t hold it any longer. The whole family ran up the driveway as fast as they could run until they got to the house. Angela rushed them inside and gave them some towels to dry off with. Tommy was still crying, but he was settling down. After he was dry, Chris took Tommy up to his room to watch a movie and play some video games.
After they had dinner, they decided to stay at Angela’s house until it stopped raining. It was like a little vacation, but it was really an adventure.
posted by Don Edmiston at 10:33 AM
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