What a thunder

It was night and time for my own agenda. I was writing on my diary when I heard the noisy wind outside my window. I expected it to be a heavy rain in no time. I was right, soon the thunder moaned outside. There were tens of them in a minute. That was actually not in my expectation.

There was an electricity power cut several times that I decided to put my diary aside. I put my head down to my lovely pillow but the thunder was too loud that I lost interest. However, I didn't care, I tightly closed my eyes. Sometimes I opened them when the thunder stroke hard and caused my room trembling.

What a thunder, I thought. I hoped it wouldn't last long so that I could step outside and did some work on my table.