"Mother!" Vania shout with fear. "Come out! Hurry mother".
She is calling our parents. On the other hand, I am standing still. Staring at the sky. I can't move. How could I?
After all it was something only, I could have expected. I wish it was a dream. Both mother and father are here. I knew it. They're reaction. I knew how they'd react to it.
The view in front of our eyes. Its breathtaking.
"It looks beautiful," I whispered.
Luckily no one heard me. They'd probably think I've gone crazy, if they had heard me. It's because what seemed beautiful to me, was more terrifying and frightening than any other natural disaster ever known.
I'm not sure if it can be called a natural disaster or not, but somewhat likewise. Thoughts, A lot of them, roaming inside my mind.