What does a laugh sound like? What does the word happiness mean? How does it feel to be happy? Why do we cry sometimes when we feel it?
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The wind didn't show any forms of mercy towards anyone or anything. Whatever trees that weren't destroyed in the tsunami were getting blown away, mainly because their roots were no longer firmly held in place. In fact, no one was held firmly in his place anymore too. Many people were getting blown here and there, and the only reason the three of us were still standing firm on the ground was because we were all putting in double the effort in pushing ourselves forward. So, if you were to calculate it, we were applying six times the force of one human being, and that was enough to keep us standing, but wasn't adequate to prevent us from getting dragged.
"Aaaaaaah!" Namjoon shouted as loud as he could as he put in all his strength into pushing us forward. Jungkook held me tight against his chest with one arm and used the other to hold onto Namjoon's. I could see Jungjook's veins protrude out of his arms as he put in all his strength into keeping me safe, holding onto Namjoon and assisting his hyung in pushing us towards the other tent.
The closer we got towards the other tent, the clearer the shouts of its inhabitants became. Outside the tent was a loose rope, flapping around vigorously and crashing against the tent and the ground frequently. My eyes widened as I noticed the tent shift as well and before I even knew it, the PVC sheet was off and came flying into our direction.
"Watch out!" Namjoon shouted before bending down and pulling both Jungkook and I with him. The sheet was sent shooting in our direction. Unfortunately, we didn't bend down low enough, so it bumped into Namjoon, making him stumble backwards on both Jungkook and I. Both Jungkook's and Namjoon's weights were on my body, and for a moment I felt like I could no longer breath. I heard Jungkook grunt on top of me, and soon enough the three of us were up again, but Namjoon had a serious cut across his left cheek and was bleeding heavily.
"Hyung! You're bleeding!" Jungkook shouted over at Namjoon, who then raised his hand towards his injured cheek and then lowered it to have a look at his blood.
A loud scream diverted our attention from Namjoon's injury and to the now opened tent which was being emptied by the wind. Many people were sent flying out the tent, and without the support the tent originally had, it eventually flew off as well, leaving the patients inside with no protection. To add up to all the mess we were going through, the rain started getting even heavier, and the intensity of the wind caused the once harmless drops of rain to sting our skins like someone was pinching us as hard as they possibly could.
I was out of Jungkook's arms for a moment and right when his strength was taken away from me, the wind caused me to stumble backwards, and I rolled before my torso found it's way to the ground. My whole body was being dragged backwards as I tried to dig my nails into anything to prevent me from being pulled away.
"Seo Yeon!" I heard both Namjoon and Jungkook shout as they ran after me, but the wind was dragging me across the floor extremely fast so they couldn't keep up. My body kept on rotating on the floor just the way a kart drifts on the race way. I felt my body get lifted a bit from the ground and so I was preparing myself to get thrown away and tears started rolling down my face in fear as I stretched my arms out towards the two running men. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion for a moment.
