That happend three years ago. My parents went to my grandma and I was at home with my elder brother. That was terrible evenig. The sky was dark, I couldn't see a moon. At the night was raining. I saw big lightning and I heard thunder. I was scared. My brother was laughting of me.
In one moment the lights turned off. Then I started shouting. My brother came to me and he told it is only electric problem. I didn't believe him. I called to mum and she called to the emergency electrical. They told that it isn't electrical problem, because light work properly in every house in the town. I felt my hart was beating really fast.
My brother kept one's head and went to our cellar. Then I heard terrible noise. I ran to him and he lay on the floor. I saw two man, who was running from our house. That were robbers. I called to emergency but my brother only strike up on his head. I felt sad, because my brother was hurt and happy, because everything ended well.
From that time I always go with my parents to my grandma, my brother sleep at this time in our neigbours home.
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