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Tornado

Contributed by hilaryduffisme_yah on Monday, 27th September 2004 @ 04:23:31 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



i looked out into the fog
as it was being sucked up by the whirl of gust
it reminded me of my life
being sucked away
and the noise was horrifying
it sounded like the screeching of a train as it stops
my mom told me to head to shelter
but i just stood in shock
the noise, the way it looked, it amazed me
i never expected it to be so beautiful
mabye it was the radiant orange sunset
that you could see in the background
it made it look like i was in heaven
then the gust pulled me up
i was spinning round and round
it felt like i was riding a marry go round going faster and faster
except cars and cows were floating around
i thought i was going to die
but then i saw that sunset agian
and got strength somehow
i fought off that gust
and i was laying flat on the ground
cuts and bruises
blood going down my knees
i went unconcious
my mom brought me back inside
she fixed my cuts and scrapes
i didnt need stitches
i was quite suprised
when i woke up i looked around and saw my mom
she said the gust of wind went bye bye
i never want to see that gust of wind agian




Copyright © hilaryduffisme_yah ... [ 2004-09-27 16:23:31]
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Re: Tornado (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 27th September 2004 @ 06:56:52 PM AEST
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That was an entertaining write. It was funny and very creative.


Re: Tornado (User Rating: 1 )
by tractorbabe on Monday, 27th September 2004 @ 10:29:02 PM AEST
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wow that was awsome...very dispriptive..i loved it.




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