Storm Story

The wind was blowing calmly to the north, the tallgrass was bouncing at the pace of the gusts. The sky was baby blue, few clouds but mostly sunny. The air was thin and slightly moist. As the day went on more clouds starting moving in from the west. The early clouds were cotton white but these clouds, these clouds were darker, more mysterious and intimidating. These clouds brought a dark feeling, a sick and demonic feeling that came over the town. The clouds swirled slowly in the sky. They got darker, like midnight dark. They bullied the white ones out of the sky till they were out of sight. Before noon the whole sky began to twist as if god was stirring up some mashed potatos. Right around 12:30 a funnel cloud started to appear and it got lower and lower. Before you knew it a tornado started to form and you could hear a loud roaring sound. Sounded like a freight train was storming through the middle of town. All I could see were trees bending sideways as if they were gymnast and debris flying everywhere. I ran inside of my uncles house and looked for him but I couldn't find him. After looking for a couple minutes I knew I needed to reach a safe haven so I ran to the underground tornado shelter like my uncle had me rehearse many a times. After getting in the shelter the roar of the tornado grew louder and louder, my ear drums popped. I got in the school taught tornado position in the corner. I hear riping and destructive sounds upstairs, felt the power of the wind go down my back and the sound of glass shattering. After about 30 seconds I didn't hear it no more. I looked up and I saw nothing but sunlight. No ceiling, no wood, no tv, no couch, no bed, no nothing..Just sunlight. I climbed out of the rummage, and saw my uncle lying on the ground near what used to be his shed. Next to him was the lifeless body of my cousin Benjamin. I could tell he wasn't alive no more because of the metal pipe sticking out of his chest. I fell to my knees.