Not much people notice me, probably because I'm always flying about, near thunder storm clouds. I'm attracted to the electricity it gives off. While most humans hate thunder storms, I love it. While flying above the city, I look down and see the humans looking up at the dark clouds. A look of disappointment on most of their faces. They don't like the rain because it blocks out their precious sunshine.
"Mommy, it's going to rain!" I heard a little girl shout.
The number of people wandering in the city gradually decrease, but I'm still here. I'm waiting for the lightening. I just love the static jolts it gives off. I circle around, flying in blinding speed, still waiting for it to rain. Finally, I hear the thunder and see the flash of lightening. I coo in delight as I store the powerful lightening energy within me.
"Ahh...much better," I say to myself, still storing the energy.
I feel refreshed and energized once I was done. I love that feeling. Now, it starts raining. I see the humans below shielding themselves from the rain. I stay a little longer for the lightening, still storing its energy. I love thunder storms.