She stared up at the storm above her. It made her feel small, insignificant, and unimportant. It was amazing really, the way the lightning made it look like the entire sky was cracking. She thought of her life. She may be small, but she could create a storm as big as this one. She only had to want to. She wanted to change the world but she didn’t know how. She wanted people to know her and respect her, like they did the storm.
She wanted to be a storm.