We’ve had a thunderstorm two nights in a row.
The first night, I was awoken, terrified, out of a sound sleep from a horrible explosion that shook the entire building. It seemed to go on and on, and I thought at first it was a tornado. I lay in bed terrified, unable to move, my heart beating wildly from the fear.
But it was just thunder. Lucky me, it was just thunder.
I wonder what it would be like to wake up in that state of terror at unexpected noises on a daily basis?
