68. I DON'T WANT FRIENDS

Thick thunderstorms grazed the black sky that fateful midnight as a young lady crawled to the corner of the room where she hid and covered her ears with her tiny hands. She was weeping profusely and any time the lightning struck the sky, she would almost go into an attack mode.

“Someone please help me. I am so scared” she kept on crying but it didn’t seem like anyone would come

She couldn’t contain her tears when another round of loud thunder hit the sky and she broke down completely this time around. Thick mucus ran down her nose as she almost convulsed where she was hiding, her hand holding tightly unto her ears.

“Becca! Are you okay? Where are you?” a voice called out desperately and searched through the darkness but she was too scared to even hear or answer.

The footstep was approaching the corner where she was as the person called out her name every time before a sudden light flashed on her face where she shriveled in the corner.

“Oh sweet Lord! There you are! What are you doing