My View On Mother Nature

There we were in a house that was so cold and alone. Only one month before the storm hit I was there with a bunch of friends enjoying my world and my life and this house saw so much laughter, fun and good friends come together. It was alive!

It was a dark, stormy afternoon when I alone faced the greatest fear of my life. It was thundering outside, and the sky was draped in dark rolling thunderheads. The weather was forecasted to get worse with severe chances of a hurricane. I was on vacation with my family at Florida, and we were staying at a hotel in Miami.

“Don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything else”, Brianna says, offering one last warm hug as the young girl leaves. “And don’t worry, I will find a way to fix this, we’re in it together now.”

Fighting with things, those twisty things in the trees. Then I was frightened and I woke up. And I was outside the shelter by myself and I saw something moving in the trees.

Leaves were blowing off all of the trees and swirling around with each gust of wind. My dad turned on the news channel to see what was happening and there was a tornado watch. He told us that we should be safe and go into the basement. It had gotten extremely windy by then and we

I was only 2 when the dust bowl started. It has been 4 years since then. My family was already poor because of the drought and that we were farmers in Oklahoma. The bank was coming to take our house later today because we couldn’t make enough money to keep it. I was out in the fields and when I came back I saw a tractor get blown into our house, destroying it. A shock went through my body like I was touching an electrified car and I couldn’t move. I ran to my house and called out to see if anyone was inside. I didn’t hear anyone, but they could have been knocked out. I walked around and found a man on the floor. I tried to wake him up, but he wouldn't. I tried dragging him away, but he was too heavy. I slapped him so hard

One day I was in class and a tornado erupted 17 miles away. Alex Ogle and William Burnett went outside with me and somebody came by and picked us up and dropped us off on an island. We were stranded on an island. We were safe until the tornado was over.

“Yes it was horrible, but yes we are safe right now. But I also think it's over” she said

One day it was a normal day when it got really dark all the clouds were getting together and when you herd the lightning go BOOM!!.And everyone was scared and they all screamed when there was a lot I am telling you a lot of WIND .It was really winded outside and when the ground started,to form into a little cloud shape and people know it was a tornado that was going to happens and it went all around the house and they all went into trash.

When I got home I had barely stepped inside when I heard this loud whirring, a tornado siren. I immediately headed down into the basement and hid. There were loud booms and I heard crashing. After a few minutes of the bombardment, half of the ceiling came crashing down onto the basement floor. As I scurried away from the wreckage, another pile of debris crashed down on me and I

First during the day the dust storm was coming you could see the 7,000 feet high storm coming in our direction. While the storm was coming everyone was panicking on what to do some people were getting prepared on what to do. When the storm hit it was a disaster and i could hardly see anything. Some people were still outside and i was wondering what was going on and could hear or see anything because of the storm it was a whole disaster for our city.

The morning afterwards, everybody was getting text messages and phone calls to ensure that everybody was okay. The rising sun granted us the ability to see the full damage that the tornado had brought to our small town. There were houses completely ripped in half, roofs missing, pieces of fencing were thrown around; the aftermath was a very devastating scene. People were walking frantically outside on the streets, rummaging through the debris, coming to terms with reality. I saw people crying while others comforted and hugged them. This was the first experience where I had seen neighbors supporting each other and it affected the way that I saw Sunnyvale; through this period of sadness, I saw support.

With this experience I bet no one can walk into a cottage or basement and it looks like a tornado just went through. Or when you open the basement door the strong aroma of mildew hits you in the face. All these things that have appeared over the years make up the memories I have today.

Suddenly,I hear the storm roaring as it gets closer,and closer, I brace for impact of the high speed dust coming towards me.Then the was so strong it felt like time stopped but the dust was still hurtling towards.I fell down and cover my face because as my face hurt from the dust hitting it rapidly then I looked up.The dust was piercing right through the boards of the house it was going around fifty through sixty miles per hour.So for about an hour I was hiding behind old furniture with a towel on my face.The storm finally passed and when I got up it like the house had hundreds of bullet holes.So now I hurry west to California because I do not what so ever want to be in the next storm.

My mom parked the truck near the back of the library, while my dad managed to park in front. The library had two floors, one for books and one for events and shelter. Once we were inside I notice there was about 30 people, and at that moment there was no panic so they were spread out. As the noise picked up outside we were asked to have all women and children head to the back of a small hallway near the back corner. I recall looking for my dad and he was by the window with the other guys just looking in awe. Suddenly there was a yelp and an older man order us to duck down hand over our heads. The lights flickered on and off as the wind roars like a lion, the building itself creeks and the floor almost feels like it shivers. The tension is high the mothers try comforting the few kids who panic. Personally I couldn’t panic, but not because I wasn’t afraid it was simply blank. As the sounds subsided we all let out a breath of air thinking the worst had passed. We all relaxed and some of us stared walking toward the door when a swift yell told us to get back into position the tornado was coming back. This time the tornado was worst the roaring, the shaking, the lighting flashing out with a loud boom. Without warning pounding was heard on the other side of the hallway door as we took notice that there was people on the all glass floor. We tried to open the door but it was jammed. A horrifying shattering was