It was pouring rain. Flashes of lightning streaked across the dark, cloudy skies, illuminating the dull grey streets. The icy winds howled past Jane, chilling her to the bone. The road had become a rushing river, and the canal, a churning sea.
Jane sat on the ice cold metal seats, miserable and terrified by the roaring thunder that rang through the air every time a flash of lightning sliced through the clouds. She sat there like a forlorn little puppy, waiting for her grandmother to fetch her.
It was not long before an old, grey-haired woman carrying a multi-coloured umbrella, wearing a long sleeved shirt trotted into view. Jane was extremely happy. She rejoiced. Knowing that she would not have to weather the cold for a long time more, She beamed, smiling from ear to ear.
However, at the last moment, when grandma was only a stone's throw away, she slipped on the slippery floor, did a somersault and landed with a ear-splitting scream. Jane's heart skipped a beat. She rushed out into the heavy rain to help her beloved grandmother up, but when she reached her, she found that grandma could not even stand! Tears streamed down Jane's cheeks as she tried in vain to lug her obese grandmother home. She was about to give up when a marvellous yet simple idea struck her: run home for help.
Jane decided to fight off her fears of thunder and lightning, brave the rain and wind to get help. She dashed across the streets at the speed of light, racing down the roads as fast as a rocket, but when she finally reached home, there was no one there. So, Jane grabbed a low, flat, wooden, trolley and sped back to the bus stop.
She then rolled her grandma onto the trolley and carted her home. By the time they arrived at the house, Mother had already returned. When she heard everything, she praised Jane profusely as she drove grandma to the hospital where she recuperated. Ever since then, Jane never feared thunderstorms again.