it was a bright blue sky, not "that many" clouds. In our family we all appriciate the same thing. Tornados.
"Dad, we have been learning about tornados in school!" Says Ellie, with a massive grin on her face.
"Well when it comes to year 11 you will know everything!" Says dad, whilst picking up his spoon and eating his beef stew.
We all went upstairs into our rooms(gradually, if my sister did not camp the stupid stairs) She is 14 and walks like a coach!! She won every title in sports day so why walk so slow?? Once I FINALLY got upstairs, I started to revise for an upcoming exam of natrual diasters. At the moment, I'm loving school. Well no wonder! Im taking all my favourite subjects! What do you all expect?
I noticed the sky was a vibrant "green". I have always been taught that if the sky is green, retreat.I headed downstairs into the basement.
"Come on guys, another tornado", I said whilst running a marathon down the stairs.
I could hear my pounding heartbeat, I knew something was wrong. We all headed down. We had this small 13' inch tv. And a radio. I just hate going down here. The anxiety of the radio, the house, the tv, the roof, everything.
it was shaking, everything. I can remember it so clearly. It just ended. The blood....splat.