Part 2- A Myth?

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 I remember her leaving too but I didn't go with her. Father just thought these things were myths and that tornadoes were always miscalculated where they actually were going to hit. I sat on the couch for the rest of that day until night broke. I got into bed and tucked myself in while tearing up over mom. She had left and to my guess, she might never come back. Father told us she was fine and that she had all the money she needed to buy basic things and that he had the deed to a house in Pennsylvania and that she could stay there for her safety concerns. I kind of believed my father more than I should have and he believed in me and my sister too but It was too late and it all happened to fast. Later that night the winds started picking up. The wind wisping past sounded like squeals and I started to worry. I put my head on my pillow grabbed the other one and put it on my other ear. I knew that father was always right but I just was fearful that he would be wrong. I started to think about mom once again and how she was doing. Is she still driving in this strong wind? I was thinking really hard and I felt my brain might explode. I broke out again in tears and I just couldn't keep my feelings intact so I let them all out. I cried and my little sister came over and told me that nothing would ever break the family's relationship. I knew that was the only phrase I could hold on to right now so I hugged the phrase tight as if it were my teddy bear.

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