Wet Dream

There I stand as the sky gets darker with clouds. The rain starts to fall and the thunder gets louder and the lighting gets brighter, but yet I will not move. The wind starts to get stronger. The trees are falling down and things are blowing in the air, but yet I will not move. The storm is here and it brings hail with it, but yet I will not move. I look up to the sky and he can see my tears, and he knows I have no fear. The storm passes by and the sun comes out and shines over me and I hear a alarm. Then I wake up to realize it was all just a dream.