“Pitter, patter, pitter, patter.” The rain started out slowly drizzling. The little rain drops hitting the leaves and gliding off onto my hair. At least it started out gentile.

I was outside chipping. On an I guess, ordinary day. Practicing for a tournament coming up. “Bing, swoosh! Bing, swoosh!” My golf balls made a little sound as the went into the net.

The rain started out small, kind.

The rain had a foul stench when the weather started to become windy.

I ignored it. I put aside my second warning.

The wind escalated. I kept thinking it would blow over.

That was my third warning.

My hair was drenched heavily. I felt overweight. My clothes were small weighted but now obese.

Fourth warning.

The rain was small.

“Bam! Bam!” The lightning struck the tree next to me. The rain turned into hail! I was stuck holding a tree scared. So scared that my brain couldn’t think. I was blank.

I tried to climb. The wind blew the pool chairs away. I thought I was gonna be blown away.

That was my last warning before the darkness kicked in.