Personal Narrative: The Lightning Thief

I remember the day I got my powers… well of course I would remember! It was only two weeks ago! Let’s see, I was at the public library reading one of my favorite books: The Lightning Thief, a book in the Percy Jackson series. So, there I was. Sitting in a comfy papasan chair in a corner, enjoying my book. My best friend Libby, who works as a librarian there even though she’s still in high school, was out getting Subway. I was so absorbed in my book, that I hardly noticed her leave, let alone notice the weird lightning storm outside. Well, I don’t know if I’d necessarily call it a full blown storm, but there were some strange streaks of green electricity. I only looked up from my wonderful book when the noise started. The noise was an eerie mix of crackling and an electric buzzing sound.
Then I looked out the window that I was sitting by and I saw the most amazing yet horrifying sight: there was a mass of green electricity coming toward the library! I was safe, right? I was in a structurely sound building, I wasn’t outside obviously, and I wasn’t waving a metal bat over my head so you’d assume that I was perfectly safe. So I guess I assumed wrong, because I was in no way whatsoever “safe”. The electricity kept growing into a bigger and bigger… uh… swarm? What are you even supposed to call green electricity? We’ll call it a mass for now I guess. Anyway, the mass of green electricity is starting to grow larger and is beginning to surround the