Frank: a MESS

by wildnerevez
A week before the storm hit our area; I prayed a million of times for it. I prayed for a storm relief from the toasting heat of the sun. Then, my prayers were answered. 3:00 o'clock AM, Sunday, the galloping noise of the rain falling on our roof wake me up from a deep sleep. Black out. No lights, no fan. Whew I hate it. My bed was almost wet. The walls were moistened. My prayers were answered exaggeratedly.
Hundreds of Filipinos died, two ships sank, and floods killed people. Hehe, big problems compared with mine. I got here the after math of the typhoon. No calls from my girlfriend, and a day of darkness. Making telephone connections with some area is so difficult. Huhu. We even experienced a day without light and television. I can't live without it. I'm doomed.
I got a broken pencil, while others got a broken leg. My problems were quite light compared with unfortunates. Thank God caused none of my love ones were harmed. May God's mercy relieve the misery of all those people who felt so badly the anger of nature.