Ive started to hate everything it seems to always happen when it gets cold i feel less at home now than it is in summer id wake up and see the bright sun now i wake with a tapping noise from my window sliding away the curtains just to see the storm shaking the trees yes my home also had storms as harsh as this but i felt less alone back then sometimes id cry because of the thunder but no fear because i had my mother right beside me she seemed a lot calmer the storms were harsher but she was a lot calmer now i just lay there and listen to the storm im not scared anymore but occasionally id still cry the storm makes me cry and i wonder if a tree will snap and hit my window one day causing my death the chances would be low but i believe nothing is ever impossible