Dear mother,

It all started when that god awful storm started. Me and dad tried to get everyone to safety, but there wasn’t enough time. Dad had already left the house by the time the rain started. He was going to the station to send patrol cars out to get people off the streets and back in their homes until the storm cleared up. When it started lighting i knew something was wrong, i took my car to the station to tell dad that we needed to evacuate the town. Him being mayor/sheriff i knew he could do it but he wouldn’t. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t even acknowledge my plea to leave. I was angry so I left and on my way back to the house i remembered that i had to stop at the school, me and my friend were working on a science project. We were trying to generate a storm in a high tech safety box, I figured together we could come to some kind of conclusion to ease my mind. It was a pretty long drive and when i got there the school was completely wreck. When i got to the science lab there was this flashing light coming out a one of the rooms. When i walked into the room my friend Gale was just standing in the middle of the room, there was this type of glowing coming from him, he was radiant. I didn’t know what happened but he looked empty, he just stared right through me. I looked at the security footage in the school and it turns out he opened the box and touched the storm we were working on. Gale consumed the storm through touch, the storm used his body as a vessel to expand the storms reach throughout the town. I tried to talk to him, but he was already gone. I was to late. I was able to stop the storm but the price to save the town came at a cost. To stop it i had to get it out of Gale, but i couldn’t put it back in the box. I took the storm, but it had different side effects on me than it did on Gale. It has been 6 months months since the storm Ike changed my life. I’m lost. I have no idea what i’m capable of. This letter is from me to you to say that i'm okay and to give you an explanation. I am sorry, truly truly sorry, but this is the way it has to be for now.

                                                                                                   With all my love, your son, Caleb

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