One night the storm was right over his small house. Lightning crashed down in fits all over the lawn, leaving dead grass and trees alight. The man would have gone to hide inside if he were sensible but he was too captivated with the storm. Instead of going inside he did almost the opposite. The man climbed up his house until he stood upon his chimney and stared around at the tempest.
The man gasped as he was hit by a flash of lightening. His scream pierced through the storm before he tumbled down his roof and dropped to the lawn.
He lived on with only a few scars in appearance but through his outside mask he relived the strike every day of his life 'til the day he passed away.

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