Sick of being sick

True. I have a fever of about 101.2 degrees. Lucia,Clara Me,Anna, and Dad. Mom might get it. Oh well. I can't think that well but one thing. Last night, I was lying in bed when the power went out.

The lightning was so loud, Anna and I, went out into the living room and curled up on the recliner.

The power went out again for a few seconds. I ran to the top of the basement stairs and yelled for Dad. He said everything was alright, but I said that lightning might hit our house. Then he said that if lightning hit the house, we would all e toast weather upstairs or downstairs. This didn't calm me down a bit. But the storm was over, and I was asleep.