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CRCK BOOM THUD BOOM

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CRACK BOOM THUD BOOM BOOM
As lightning lit up the sky and thunder shook all around us, I heard my two year old son’s running pace echoing in the hallway. I knew he was scared just like I was when I was his age. As he ran to me, I caught him cradling him in my arms.



“There’s no need to cry” I told him. “Thunder and lightning is nothing but a game. It’s a bowling game. All of the people in heaven play sometimes. Right now Nana and Grandpa are bowling-“BOOM “and by the sound of it Nana just got a strike!”





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