It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled outside, and the rain beat against the windows. Inside, Arar Powers was getting ready for bed.
Suddenly, Arar heard a loud noise. He jumped up and ran to the window. He looked outside and saw a tree had fallen on a car.
"Oh no!" Arar cried.He knew he had to do something. He ran downstairs and put on his raincoat and boots. Then he grabbed a flashlight and ran out into the storm.
The tree had crushed the car's roof. Arar could see a man and a woman trapped inside.
"Help!" the man cried.Arar took a deep breath and started to lift the tree. He used all of his strength, but the tree was too heavy.
Arar looked up and saw a bright light. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his body.
Arar Powers had saved the day. He was a hero.
The next morning, Arar woke up and looked out the window. The storm had passed. The sun was shining, and the birds were singing.
Arar Powers was a hero. He was a role model. He was an inspiration. He was a friend.
And he was just getting started.