The Last Survivor...

Losing Family

Suddenly, I saw my Mum, the twister was headed right for her! "Mum!" I screamed, but she couldn't here me. I dashed forward, eager to save her, but I hit the wrong part of the twister, and it threw me away, thrashing me into a building. I was bleeding hard, but I didn't care. I looked around furiously, trying to spot her. My shoulders slumped and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. She was in the twister, and she didn't look alive. She was motionless and her eyes were shut. I wanted to start sobbing, right then and there on the spot, but there was no time for that; I could grieve later.

The twister was escalating fast, swallowing up more and more people. It was horrific! The wide stretch of wind was forceful, and merciless. It was tearing my life away. With those strong arms of wind, and the black clouds circling above, the twister grasped more and more innocent people. I watched in horror as the people that had given me unconditional love my entire life being ripped away from their lives and loves. The great lives they had spent years building and cementing were all gone. This was without a doubt the worst day ever.