I normally don't get up to early, but there was a huge thunderstorm going on around 3a. M in the morning. It sounded like there was a war going on outside. The thunder pounded against my walls and the lighting lit up my room enough for me to see everything without any trouble. So since I was awake, I decided to ride my bike to the gymnasium for an early work out. After I was done there, I rode home which was the worst ride I've ever had. The lightning was striking everywhere and flashing across the sky like missiles being shot from the heavens. There was thunder roaring as loud as jets flying low. And the winds blew so hard I almost fell off my bicycle multiple times. I was super scared.
As I reached my apartment complex, I noticed that EVERY single gate was closed and locked. At this moment I was panicking. I rode around the entire complex about three times. And a lightning bolt struck the road far behind me. And I knew this storm was serious so I needed to get indoors fast. I couldn't jump the fence because firstly, it's high elevation, secondly they're metal and thirdly I was super sore from the gym. And after three times of riding around, a broken lamp next to a gate lit up like a star, and as I rode to it the gate slightly opened like nothing. I went inside and I looked everywhere and didn't see a single person. I don't know what I was thinking, but I said "Thank You So Much." And the lamp suddenly turned off and the gate slammed behind me. Was this an act of a ghost helping me or a coincidence?
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