The Cloud

I was out for a walk when I heard from above, “Look who thinks he’s Mister Big Deal.”

I glanced up and saw a cloud glowering back.

I kept walking.

The cloud said, “Hey, don’t ignore me!”

I didn’t look up.

I heard a rumbling and then thunder as lightening struck the top of my head. Smoke was coming from where my hair used to be. I patted out the fire.

I looked up at the cloud. I said, “Hey! What’s wrong?”

The cloud did one of those things people do when their face trembles as they fight back tears. Suddenly rain came pouring from the cloud.

I said, “It’s okay. You’re gonna be okay.”

The rain came down harder.