This story is about how hurricanes are formed. When Bill Wesmier was a little boy he weighed five pounds. For breakfast pieces of chex cereal a day. For lunch he ate a two-inch sandwich, and for dinner he ate five pieces of macaroni.

When he grew as a teen the amount of he ate did not change. When he grew he mastered in science. He was the smartest child in his class. He found his favorite place. It was the graveyard. There he could talk to no one. There is where he mastered his inner strength.

Bill was always picked on, always teased, always called names. They called him names like brain head, geek, and science geek boy. He learned to be by himself.

Bill learned to do things with his finger. When he went to the graveyard he pointed his finger into the sky and swirled it around. When he kept on swirling it something blue came from his finger and it pointed into the sky. Some blue swirls came into the sky. After the swirls covered the sky the seawater was acting weird and the trees were swaying rapidly.

Then all of a sudden rain started to fall from the sky. Then harder and harder. Then the trees started swaying faster and faster and things started flying in the air. Then all of a sudden everyone knew what it was . . . HURRICANE!

Every one quickly had leaks in their roofs. People tried to board their windows but the wind was too strong. Things flew into glass windows and leaves flew all over the place. Roofs got ripped off of the houses. Many people tried to take cover but every place was dangerous. Many people were hurt and the all glass building flew into the air, into the sky and dissapeard. Then everything that touched the tip of the sky and dissapered. Soon children were flying into the air and disappearing.

After almost all the area was deserted and the rain calmed down, sounds of crying and screaming were heard all over the area. Bill left the graveyard and went to bed.

No one knows what place that was but after that was but after that no hurricane was as deadly and scary as then.

When young Jorge was born he was a bright child. A nine months he started crawling. While he was crawling he felt this shock and suddenly lightning came.

People of the town were hurt by this ligthning.If they went near him they would get shocked by the lightning. As he got older he started to walk. He didn't have any friends. All he had was his family because a lot of kids stayed away from him because of his lightning. He was sad. Since he had no one to play with. It was hard for him.

When he got to collage people thought his lightning was cool. Those kids who thought his lightning it was cool because his friends, and so they wouldn't get shocked, would wear cool rubber clothes.