By Joey Cyr
CMS, Grade 7
Oklahoma Day 1. It was January 15 when I saw a huge tornado coming right at me. I was so scared that I thought that I was going to die until I saw a shelter. Instead of dying, I ran to the shelter before it swallowed me.
Day 2 January 16. I woke up at 10:37 a.m. I was so glad to survive the tornado. I found out that the door to the shelter was blocked by broken wood from houses nearby and I knew the tornado had destroyed everything. It was 12:16 when I heard people yelling for survivors. I yelled, “Over here, I’m stuck under the broken wood,” and I heard him running to me. The door opened and I was so glad I was found. The paramedics picked me up to bring me to the hospital. My rescuer and I looked outside and I saw a lot of people dead from the tornado. It was so hot outside and there wasn’t a lot of people that survived. They were devastated from their loss. The ambulance ride was so bumpy from the wreckage from the homes and the signs were destroyed. I felt so bad for these people.
Day 3 January 17. I was at the hospital eating breakfast in the cafeteria. I saw people cleaning the area outside for when they could rebuild their homes. I heard the news that the tornado that struck Oklahoma was the biggest tornado in the world. I was so stunned. I had survived the world’s biggest tornado without getting hurt. I was the only one in that tornado with no cuts. It was supper time when I went outside and saw that volunteers had made good progress but there was still a mess to clean.
Day 4 January 18. The people fixed the houses, even mine! It looked like it hadn’t been destroyed at all. I felt a hard wind. I thought that there was going to be another tornado. I felt nervous and I said “Come on! Why here? Not again!” I ran to a shelter again with some people. They looked scared and angry because their house was about to be destroyed again.
Day 5 January 19. I was getting tired of tornados. We got out of the shelter and guess what? My house was destroyed again. I shouted at the sky “I give up. I’m moving away from any tornadoes.”
Maine. Day 6 January 20. I was so glad to be away from tornadoes. I am living with my parents until I get my life back to normal. I actually forgot about the snow because in the south they don’t have any but Maine does. I love snow. It feels like wet cotton. I’d rather get hit by snow than by a flying stop sign. What about you?
