It started on Wednesday the 18th of April before school. I was sitting at the counter eating my breakfast and watching the news like I would any other normal day. The only difference was that they said there was going to be a storm. The meteorologist said that it would come in the afternoon. It would seem supernatural. It was going to be a really bad storm, unlike anything we’d ever seen. Only, I didn’t believe it, because we had had a few hurricanes and blizzards. But, never anything as dangerous as they were saying. I thought that today was going to be normal. But, that was only a thought. I went to the bus stop as usual and waited. There were very few people on the bus. Definitely much fewer than I had expected. The bus finally came, and even the normal bus driver stayed home. I got on the bus and there were hardly any other kids going to school. Everyone looked scared, even the driver. They all looked at me kind of funny, like, “You’re seriously making the same mistake …show more content…
“Everything is going to be just fine,” I said. I knew the truth, though. It wasn’t going to be fine. Everything was gone and I had no idea what to do. But, I had to stay strong. It was almost like the storm got more humongous with the more victims that it consumed. The monstrosity chased them down and they gobbled them up. I was miserable because of it. I also knew that there wasn’t going to be anything left for us here in Willowdale Meadows. So, I decided that we had to leave. I guess I was so devastated that I wasn’t thinking things through clearly, but I figured that if I got to a new place, that that would fix everything. It wasn’t safe here and I thought that I had to go. So I, too, opened the door of the tornado shelter and ran for it. I pressed my sister against my chest and ran. The acid rain finally stopped and it was just regular wind and rain at the moment. We started off on our journey and I ran for a very long