My jumbled and confused thoughts irritate me: Am I good or am I evil? I’m not sure. How can I be sure?
Grandfather Gawonii (“He is speaking”) at my birth was undecided if my presence would be the genus of stormy days to come or the gild-edged silver lining after storms. He, therefore, proclaimed me, “ThunderCloud!” minutes before he passed away.
First Lines Contest 2017: ThunderCloud
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