Jack woke up a cold sweat was on him the ran thunders above him it was cold and wet he lived in a rickety house it was made of old metal sheets he was alone he lost his family to the eye of the storm he sighed he was curled up in a ball he was in his bed with is a old mattress and a torn blanket and a pillow. As rain gently patted on the roof of jack's home he got up and sat down at his plank table he ate some warm beans his face had ashes on it his blue eyes sparkled he coughed up some black smoke he drank a bit of water from his pitcher he sighed as he talked to him self "I need more food." He got up and he put his coat on he walked down the dirt path and got to the town it was small music could be heard and the smell of fresh bread made jack's mouth water. He walked to the store and asked the store clerk "is there anything free?" As he had no money the store clerk looked at him and pointed to the left a little bin of beans,cheese,milk,and rice can be found he took it all and got home he yawns a storm came he closed the door and put his coat away and put the food away so they will stay fresh little does he know his life is about to change
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Eye of the storm
FantasyThis is a story about a boy That must see the eye of the storm to find his family and he find his reason in life
