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The Storm

It was a frantic storm.
My wind swept hair got plummeted by the outrageous wind.
A white streak of furious lightning struck the miserable dull grey sky.
The howling of the malevolent wind was like a wolf howling to the agile moonlight.
The blaze burnt down a painful tree like a crack of gunfire.
The luminous rain came lashing down like vigorous spitfires dropping from the sky.
The rustling of the trees.
The wind horrendously crashing into the trees.
The gush of the wind frantically blew against your face.
It was a frantic storm!