There was once this little girl by the name of christine. She was only eight years old with a sweet and naive personality. Every morning she walks to school alone. This day, the sky was not so clear, a blanket of grey clouds spreaded over the entire sky. The wind was blowing furiously against the trees and slamming the doors and windows. Flashes of lightnings striked across the sky once in a few minutes and thunders roared deep into the eardrums. The weather was so bad, her mum was worried that anything might happen to her precious daughter. She brought along an umbrella and drove out to look for her. Soon, she found her, walking alone on the street. At this time, a strike lightning flashed across the sky. Before her mum could call out to her daughter, she noticed that whenever the lightning flashes, her daughter would stop, look up and smile. She watched her for a while, finally she asked,"What are you doing, my dear?". Christine answered with sweet smile,"God is taking photos of me, so i smiled!". Her mum did not say anything, she pet her daughter's head, smiled and droved the little girl to school.
