My name is jen and I am 13 years old. It has been raining for days. All the cities around are flooded. The waters are rising....it's getting very close to the road......I don't know if the rain will ever stop. If it doesn't....... I could die. My mom thinks I'm overreacting but watching the news I don't think so. The reporter yesterday fell Into the water and was washed away with the current. The news today says he died. I don't think I'm overreacting, I think I might die
When the sun rose the next morning I couldn't see it. It was still raining. I looked out the window. I saw water flooding the street. Cars were floating down the street. I ran to my parents room. "MOM" "DAD" "what is it"
"THE STREET IS FLOODED". My parents went to the window. They saw the flood. My dad looked at me "start packing"
I started packing, then it hit me. Where was fluffy. I searched the whole house but the cat was nowhere to be found. Dad said we had to go. I had no choice but to leave fluffy behind. We went outside. There was no way we could drive out of town. Good thing dad keeps a raft in the garage (white water rafting). We paddled down the street. I saw something in the water and when I pulled it out of the water i saw it was fluffy! I put fluffy in my jacket to keep her warm. And just when it looked like we could make it out of the city.....a huge wave crashed into our raft knocking the raft over.
