Setting and Tone
- Emily Smith
- Mar 15, 2018
- 1 min read
If you had walked into my room at that moment, it would've been almost impossible to find me. It was freezing, as it always was, so I was buried under at least 5 blankets, in the very corner of my bed. This wasn't anything unusual, except for the fact that it was 3 o'clock in the morning, and I was nowhere close to falling asleep. This happens to me every summer, I guess my unconscience self just wants to stay awake for as much of July as I possibly can. It was completely dark, except for the very frequent flashes of lighting and the powerfully loud roars of thunder. Rain was making a blanket over my window, and it was so much that I couldn't even see outside at all. This definitely made the top 3 for worst storms this summer. And I would know because I've been awake for nearly all of them. As I laid there listening, I couldn't help but feel at peace. I was never one to be afraid of storms, in fact I loved them. And it was during this realization of tranquility that my eyelids began to feel heavy, and then everything was dark.


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