The wind was blowing extremely hard and I could hear it whistling in my windows. Mom said the house was sturdy because it was made of bricks so the wind wouldn't knock it over which was a good thing because I was starting to get worried. I had never heard wind this loud and I could hear the trees struggling to stay upright.
Suddenly, there were flashing lights shining through my curtains. I jumped out of my bed and ran to the window to see what was happening. It was a fire truck followed by a couple police cars and there were men standing on top of the truck with a megaphone. There were also 7 police officers walking with the truck. I heard them say through the megaphone, "Tornado spotted north of town. Get to your basements."
I opened the door to my room and found my mom folding laundry across the hall.
"Mommy, they said there's a tornado outside and we should go to the basement," I told her.
"Oh, I'm sure it's nothing. Remember what I told you? Our house is sturdy. Go back to bed."
I hesitated but ran back to my room and jumped under the covers. I could not fall asleep. There was a tornado outside and my mommy did not listen to the firemen. I sat up in my bed and every time the wind gusted I put the covers over my head, waiting for the roof to disappear.
Luckily, the roof stayed on and the tornado stayed a few blocks away. There was no damage to our property but my mother's cousin could not say the same. She was in her kitchen when the tornado leveled her home. Luckily, she was not hurt and her family was safe in the basement.
However, I still wonder about my parent's decision to keep us on the top floor of the house when there was a tornado ripping through the town and the surrounding area. If it would have taken a turn, it would have destroyed the street that I live on and taken my house with it. Who knows what would have happened to me, my brother, and my parents.
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