#Cacey’s Classroom
Craaack… Booom…
A flash of lightning ran across the sky from the south to the north. Cacey did not feel like giving the usual woman-like reaction—cowering and letting out a sharp scream. However, the other girls did. She looked out the window.
The sky that was so clear even a few minutes ago had gotten so dark that it felt like midnight during a lunar eclipse.
The thick, black smoke-like clouds stuck together to form the shape of an imaginary dragon of an apocalyptic size. It was rolling, coiling, twisting, and turning. The thunderclaps felt like its roar, and the flashes of lightning inside its belly were like the fire breaths ready to be unleashed onto the human realm.