Peter looked then up and saw this was going to be easy,all he had to do was fly a kite with a key  attached to the end of it,lightning should in fact strike the key without any problem .he then waited for the clouds to start appearing and suddenly they did.

He was then trying to prove Thomas Edison was right  if he did he would be as famous as the light bulb inventor was .Ih he was right .Peter button up his jacket here come the rain to  suddenly lighting appearing,clap.

He then waited for a lightning strike and it happen it hit the key that was in a small jar,after the storm he ran back home to his lonely house in fact which he lived alone .He had turned his house into a lab just like Edison did then and he set the kite down, but to his surprise the key and the jar worked but there was something else in the jar,small something else it was but he didn't know what.it look like a small centipede and it was looking at Peter like it was mad .

' I'm sorry little creature I did not mean for you to be there .'

' Sorry right you then are you scientists make me sick,' shouted then the  centipede as it made sure then  it had made sure it got all his legs beneath him ,' Thomas Edison then was sorry until he step on my  great  grandfather,sorry .' Peter put the centipede on the floor,gently and reach for a lid to cover the jar with the key there,suddenly then  as he stepped backwards he step on the centipede by mistake .

' You scientists are all alike,aren't you .' cried the centipede .

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