And that’s when I saw it, the lightning fast tornado that was twirling, as elegant as a ballerina. 

I felt frozen. It was ruthlessly demolishing houses that crossed its path. It was showing no mercy.

It felt futile to run so I just stood there and watched in astonishment.

All of a sudden a hand came around my shoulder and pulled me towards the door.

We both fled my house. We were sprinting down the pavement avoiding debris.

But then I turned around and the tornado had already completely flattened my house. I was so confused. Why me? Why us?

Holly = Year 8