My 4-year old brother went to bed at about 8:00 Tuesday night while I was in the shower.
5 minutes later…
“GET OUT OF THE SHOWER!!!” My dad yells. I turn the shower off and quickly grab my towel(without drying off with it). I see dad run out of Parker’s room, carrying him.”Get down there!” My mom tells me, Parker and Cooper. Us and mom sit down on the couch in the basement. After a minute or so, my dad comes downstairs. “I just saw a funnel cloud outside.” he says. Only me and mom go upstairs.”I only saw a funnel cloud not a…” Dad starts says. “TORNADO!!!” I yell as I beat my parents to the door. “HOW WERE WE EXPECTING THIS?!?!” Cooper hears me and he bumps into me at the basement door. “Don’t go look you’ll be scared to death.” I say. “But don’t you remember Hayden, I’m a proffesional kids tornado watcher guy!” I start laughing. “That’ll never happen.” “W—whats happening?” Parker asks. “There’s a big storm, right?” “Yep.” I say. After its over, I found out that my grandparents fence blew off a piece. Connor’s trampoline went back into Garden Spot. A shed tore down. A playset fell down, there’s holes in a few peoples roof, and one house a window cracked, half of the roof came off and a car lost a front window. This is the worst thing of my life. I thought.
