yes ive had thunderstorms up in boston…
sorry this might be off topic but i have some stories to tell about regular thunderstroms.
i go to this beach thats about 40 min away from boston and it has terrible storms… I was about six. one time, i was out on my balcony watching a storm, and i saw a lightning bolt strike a watertower….the lightning bolt was a different kind of bolt….it was yellow and green with purple. I got scared while i watched the tower go on an angle like the leaning tower of piza.
I told my aunt and then we watched the rest of the storm together.
Another time, there was a seafood festival at the beach and i was 10. And this festival was famous because the beach was over a mile long. That night, the sky was dark. And i saw yellow lightning bolts in the ugly gray-looking sea. That night we had dinner in a nearby restaurant just after the festival. All of a sudden, I heard a BIG RUMBLE!!!! The lights went out in the old ugly 1920’s looking restaurant. Everyone screamed while the generators turned on eventually. I then looked out the window. When I did, I saw the most horrific thing ever. A cloud. But not an ordinary cloud, haha. It was black. Black as ink. Darkest color I have ever seen-heading strait toward us. We wrapped up the rest of dinner and trotted home because it was raining. Next thing, I was at the hotel that my grandparents and aunt owned at the beach.
Me and my brother David were sitting inthe office. Now the office was very tropical because It was near a beach. There were doors open on two sides incase anyone needed a room and because it was toasty in there. Then, CRACKLACALALABOOOMCRAAAAAAAAAAA SCREECH BOOM!
That was my best way of descriding the lightning bolt I heard. Car alarms went offff-especially the ones that made various noises. People screamed and little kids were crying loudly. I even heard one mom saying “eleana where are you? elena???” Terrible scene. Turns out somewhere (not at the festival-in the water a ways) a big lightning bolt was bolted. I figured out that it was the pitch-black cloud i saw at the 1920’s style restaurant. My brother was crying (and he is fouryears older then me——at the time 14) and i just sat there with a blank face, not saying or doing anything. What was I doing? praying.