Short Story: The Red Sox Storm
Meg pulled her fluffy black blanket close to her, so she can actually feel some warmth during the dismal storms of winds and at high speeds of rain and air. Ordinarily, the storms that weren’t usually this harsh, typically she would doze off right though the night. However in this storm, her mind continued to ruminate about her stress at school. The wind was loud as those sport announcers, she watches on tv sometimes, they shouted when somebody on the Red Sox hit a homerun. The rushing droplets of water smashing against the roof, sounded like as if somebody had bags of pebbles weighed by the pound, and they kept throwing their endless stash of bags on top of the roof.
She used her pillow to cover her ears from the sounds, the stress from her
She used her pillow to cover her ears from the sounds, the stress from her