We were in the car, on our way home. Although there was no rain, and the sky seemed relatively clear, thunder boomed loudly, the rolls of thunder echoing.

We watched in awe as the lightning struck. The colossal streaks of electricity that flashed almost impossibly fast, sent chills up my spine.

The stream of light painted the sky, an indigo color flooding the vast sea of air above us. “Whoa, can you imagine being even closer, that’d be so awesome.” Said my brother, Mike. I nodded in agreement.

The thunderstorm was still occuring when we turned onto our street. Now there were even more lights, only these weren’t coming from the lightning.

Some were from the flashing lights on the fire truck.

But the light that had me hypnotized and scared to death were the wild flames that were burning my home to ashes.

Right before my eyes