My father is a lightning bolt. Growing up I only got to see him during storms. And then only briefly.

My mother was a human being. She loved storms. They met out in a field during a weather event.

I’m a human being. I don’t have any lightening qualities. But I have the special skill of not being able to be electrocuted. When I was two I stuck my finger in an electric socket and nothing happened.

When I grew up, I got a job as an electrician. I think it’s my way of feeling closer to my dad.

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