Clash with the Hurricane- Personal Narrative
I woke up early morning and turned on the TV. I could not see anything
clearly because I did not have my glasses on. Only red flashing lights
from the TV appeared in my eyes. I got up and went and put on my
glasses. The red flashing lights that were coming from the TV now made
sense to me. ‘BREAKING NEWS’ I used the remote controller and went and
put up the
volume.
‘Indestructible hurricane has blown over the Big Ben’ I could not
believe what I was
hearing.
‘The hurricane has taken over 230 lives and still has not finished its
quest for destruction. The hurricane is now appearing to be heading
for North Surrey’ the news reporter man
reported.
‘God, I live in North Surrey’ I thought to myself. I began to be
frightened and scared.The pictures that are being shown on TV are
horrendous and horrific. Men and women are laid on the floor covered
in blood, helplessly. Trees have been battered to the ground. Cars
have been toppled over. House windows and doors has been smashed open.
Buildings have been left completely damaged. The cry of men and women
could be heard on TV. Ambulance and police vehicles were helping the
people who are injured at the crime seen.
‘There was no news that a hurricane was coming our way, and also where
we live hurricanes have never come in Britain...
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...ran upto me and took the
child. I prosumed it was his mother. She looked at me and said ‘thank
you.’
Roads ahead were cracking. I ran for my life. The rain made my clothes
feel heavy, so it made it harder to run. My legs were feeling like
lead. I did not know how much longer I can drag it along. Housing and
building on my right were collapsing. Bricks were being thrown in the
air. The smoke that was coming out of the building just before it
collapsed was making me cough. People had now been sucked into the
twisting hurricane. God knows how many lives this hurricane will
take?.
I turned my head around. The tall dark woman who took the child from
me, was fighting a battle to run away from the hurricane. But there
was no use. Right infront of my eyes. The mother and the child had
been swept into the hurricane.