On the 15th of June 2018 everything seemed calm and peaceful in the small town of Wollomoo. It was one of the nicest day s the town has witnessed in a long time. It wasn't until 8pm that night that disaster struck. The news had been quite a shock to the residents of Wollomoo as they didn't get any storm warnings and it was the last thing people thought would happen on that lovely day in June. I was there, I witnessed everything. I heard the storm growling like a tiger ready to pounce and every so often the storm would. Trees were bashing on roofs and walls, flying through windows and doors, destroying everything my town loved dearly, we were all very teary. They called it a tempest instead of a storm as it was the biggest Tasmania had seen in a while. I remember everything, the days without power, the days we didn't think we would survive to see tomorrow and the day where the noise just stopped. It was as someone had pushed a button that made the noise disappear. The storm was a month and a half long but I thought two years had passed us by. We stepped outside to see the damage, everything we knew and loved was gone. Our house, my school, the park where Id go play with my younger sister. Every business, house and sign had fallen down. We were left with nothing, our town was decimated. That month and a half was the scariest thing I ever went through and it not only damaged our tow but it damaged my family quite a lot. As soon as we could, we left, so I don't know what's become of
my small little town Wollomoo but I hope life got a hundred times better for the whole town.
Hi,
I'm sorry I haven't updated this book for a little while I've been crazy busy. I've had dance, singing and acting performances non stop. I also went on holidays and forgot to take the book with all the stories in it. I'm gonna try to post at least 3-5 stories each week but who knows with Christmas being next week how crazy my life will be.
Xxx Sarbear
