Writing about the lights going out

Daily Practice Writing prompt for Sunday, September 27, 2009: Write about a time the lights went out.

The wind blew. The thunder roared. The lightning struck. The lights went out leaving us in total darkness. We looked out the living room window and saw flashes of lightning. We saw crisp streaks of light connecting heaven and earth.

My grandmother wouldn't let us set took close to the window. She wouldn't let us have any metal objects. She wouldn't let us pet the dog or the cat. Grandma insisted that if we did these things lightning would strike us.

We sit on the couch watching the lightning through the living room window. We watch the rain drops glisten in the reflection of the lightning. We listened to the thunder roar. We listened for the tornado sirens. We listened to the thunder. We watched the lightning. We watched the raindrops glisten in the lightning. We waited for the lights to come back on.

We waited for the lights to come back on so we could watch television. We waited for the lights to come back on so we would have something to do besides watch the raindrops glisten in the lightning. When the lights did come back on, Grandma wouldn't let us turn the T.V. on.