Once I went out to walk to Central Market. Suddenly the rain began. I was in a new school uniform, but took with him an umbrella. To get wet, I hid under a high oak. There I stood and waited, when it runs out of rain. I hoped that it will end as quickly as it began, but, on the contrary, was becoming stronger. Until then, finally, he stopped, and I thought I could go. I made two steps forward, but something made me stop. I looked to the right and fail - this I have not seen. I noticed the yellow ball that flew slowly in my direction, and shone brightly potriskuvala. "Thunderball" - I thought, and went faster. Lightning moved me, I grabbed a pebble and threw a fireball. But nothing happened. Kaminets flew through it as through a cloud and lightning continued to approach me. I ran, changing direction, but it did not help - the lightning continued to approach. Finally I guessed stop. Lightning also stopped. So I stood for five minutes. Suddenly came a burst of immense power, and I was thrown to the ground, in the grass. Lightning has disappeared.
When I tell this story, nobody believes me. "Crazy boy" - say all, but Ivan, physics teacher, listening to me with interest, requires all new details. But I can add little.