But just after I hopped out the bunk and approached the window, the storm intensified. It sounded like a bunch of kids suddenly decided to throw buckets of rocks at our windows. I jumped back thinking my window might bust. The hail was coming down so hard I could hear it clattering on the roof too. Just as I jumped back onto my bunk I saw lightning and heard an instant boom of thunder. I yelped, then crossed my fingers and hoped my neighbors in the cellblock hadn't heard me.
When morning came and we all walked to chow, the hailstorm was all everybody was talking about.