Storm Summary: The Day Of The Storm

Mary was my best friend until the day of the storm, when that horrible thing happened. I’ve known Mary all my life, or at least it feels like it. Mary and I grew up in the same small town near the West coast of America, where everyone knew everyone. We would do everything together. We were basically inseparable, like twins.
They had warned us about the storm for about a week. We had barricaded all the public buildings and all the houses. They said that we would only be in the outskirts of the storm, so we didn’t bother to evacuate. All the kids had to meet up at the school, where we would be locked in the gym. The grownups were taking shelter in the big storage room in the library. The two destinations were the only ones that could withstand

I grabbed my boyfriend’s arm hard, suddenly much more aware of the storm. Suddenly, as if it could feel that I was scared, the power of the gusts increasing rapidly. Soon the whole building was moving with them. Small cracks started to appear on the walls and roof. We had almost reached the other end of the school now, and it was a long way to the gym. I was the first to gather my wits, and started running. I could hear that my friends were following me, as we sprinted down a flight of stairs. The roof started to slowly part from the walls, lifting up in the air. We were around 100 meters from the doors to the locker rooms, when the roof was ripped of completely. The rain poured down on us, and the wind so strong that it got harder to run. We reached the door, and ripped it open. My friends ran past me, and into safety. I held the door ajar, so that they all could pass. Just as Mary reached the for, she was the last one, one of the strongest gusts pulled Mary of her feet. She was sucked into something that resembled a tornado, screaming. The only reason I didn’t got taken away with her, was my hold on the door. My instincts told me to let go of the door and go after her, but my friends pulled me inside the locker