When there is a storm, my cat lies
behind the sofa, the dog hides under the bed, and I put the blankets over my face.
I am afraid. I know that nothing bad will happen, but I feel afraid anyway. There is a lot of noise, and the light and dark play ith my eyes.
Thunder and lightning are scary. So, when the sun comes out at last, I feel happy again.
Write about how you feel when there is a storm.