Once upon a time there was a little boy quite unrelated to the past children, though he might have lived down the street a ways, but aside from that, he was very scared of thunderstorms. He didn't know why he was, but every time lightning flashed or thunder rolled, he ran off to hide.
One night, he was woken up by the worst storm he had ever seen; the windows rattled, the shutters banged, branches and roof tiles went flying into the air like feathers.. The poor little boy was sure he was going to die then and there as he hid under the blankets! But soon the storm's rage died down and the night quieted.
The next morning, the boy woke up a bit shaken, and looked outside to find the sun shining and rainbows cascading over the clouds as they drifted away! He merrily dashed outside to give chase, laughing so hard he forgot to look both ways and was promptly smashed under a truck.
And it just goes to show.. he should have been scared of rainbows. |
