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
Where they thought they would be treated properly but law enforcement did not help, people were dying from dehydration and starvation and no one would help. Also, after the storm had passed it was crazy that it took over 2 months to get the power back on, and for people to start coming
The water was at the top of two story houses. So it was hard for people to stay in their house for protection against it. Once the storm had passed and the few survivors that were left, you could see just how disastrous the storm really was. “A sea of wreckage spread in every direction. Houses had disintegrated.
The author introduces the approaching storm: “There is something uneasy in the Los Angeles air this afternoon, some unnatural stillness, some tension”. Describing the weather as unnaturally still, having tension, and being uneasy, indicates the people’s response to the anticipated storm. She continues describing the storm’s violence as well as the people’s violence stating how an attorney “shot and killed his wife, their two sons, and himself” and how a divorcée was “murdered and thrown from a moving car”. Meanwhile, “the San Gabriel fire was still out of control, and the wind in town was blowing eighty miles an hour”. The storm causes chaos in the environment as well as in the people.
I spent the next long hour sitting on the bus in silence. Finally, one of my friends realized I wasn't acting like
RIIINNNGG!! The buzzing alarm sounded at 6:30, and I frantically jumped out of bed eager to begin my first missions trip. I scurried down the stairs with my bags and jumped into the car en route to Eureka High School to meet the team I would be experiencing my journey with for the next week. When I arrived at the school, a few friends of mine were waiting, but most of the people I had never seen in my life. My heart started to pound against my chest as I suddenly became nervous, second guessing myself on deciding to come on the trip in the first place.
Obviously, crops were frozen and there was no hope of growing anything at that storm. Major John Wesley Powell, an explorer, geologist, and writer in meteorology, said “When it came to great disasters” people knew far less that they thought they knew” (42). Back then, weather forecasters were a failure due to errors, faults, and lack of better technology to predict possible weather
When Hurricane Katrina came, I was eight years of age and was in the third grade. I was told during school and at home that a hurricane was coming, but I never thought that it was going to be that bad. The day the hurricane came I was still in the city of New Orleans; but the night before, my family went to a bed and breakfast that was located somewhere in the French Quarters. We were in the room that was all the way at the top of the building that had excess to the rooftop to see the overview of the city. As it rained and rained, I never really knew what else was going on throughout the city.
It’s hard to get through a day during the great depression. Everyday, my family worries about my father's job. Now there's one more thing to add to the pile of worries. The dust bowl. The storms have been going on for about 3 years now.
Another reason to feel depressed is “greatest grasslands in the world was turned inside out” this shows that the storm turned everything to
In paragraph 15 the author states “In the middle of the night, I woke up to the sound of thunder and the feel of rain blowing in through the open window.” This shows us as readers that they were frightened by what was to come of the storm. As
No one knows when the rain will stop or when they will be able to leave the house. Trying to save the food and only eating enough to make sure you are not hungry, you struggle. You think about all the dinners your mom used to make when she was in an optimistic mood. You wait and pray for the storm to end. Until then, you will wait and fight against the
Close your eyes and imagine what it would be like to live in a house surrounded by enormous vivacious trees. The view from every angle of your home would never be a disappointment. Think about how beautiful and breathtaking it would be to watch all of the leaves change colors during autumn. Right now, you are most likely inclined to believe that nothing could possibly be awful about living here, but you are wrong, very wrong. Now imagine that same house, but place it in a residential suburb of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
The once cool summer breeze is now still air. You look up out of curiosity and see approaching clouds of debris. Then while so very humid large hail fails but no rain. Then you hear them, you hear them loud and panic comes over you, you do not have long to react. Tornado warning horns are blaring, what do you do?
Although this storm has broken many records, it also caused catastrophic events. In anticipation
The Storm Lightning crashes overhead as I race back into the house, dripping wet. I was just returning back from an adventure in the woods. The storm was unexpected, even the forecasters had never expected it. Luckily, I managed to make it back inside safely.