Tornado of Love: An Unforgettable March 2012

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A day that started out so beautiful so turned disastrous from the shock of a major F4 tornado. March of 2012 will always be in my memory for it was one of the scariest and most reassuring days of my life.Greg show me that he would never leave me. He taught me that he would always love me and would be with me. I was lost but I will never lose hope in Greg’s love again. Before the tornado, all of the sirens are blaring and all of the civilians are running to the safest building in town. Limestone County, Alabama is the home of an enormous Catholic Church that is the perfect destination for the townspeople this day, including Greg and I. The church stands 262 feet high and has a massive basement to deliver shelter for the community. It is a …show more content…

There is not a person in sight and I am separated from my beloved for the first time in our three years together. I gain the strength to stand despite that I have no strength left in my back legs. Hopelessly, I wobble to the church to scratch on the door. No answer. i hear a familiar voice that is trying to escape but they will not let him out. Again, I limp to a large house with many voices and pound against the door with my front claws. No answer. The tornado is approaching and I have no other options or ideas. I need to find shelter and I have limited moving capability. The only choice available to me is to go the place that is familiar to me. I begin to waddle as fast as I physically can because I know the tornado is drawing nearer from behind me and people are already screaming. I squeeze through the doggy door but my hind legs loose all feeling. Army crawling, I reach my foam pad and lay with a sick feeling throughout. The breeze picks up and the tree branches and snapping outside the window. I hear the wind turning and swirling when the wall collapses to my left and crushes my crippled legs. Everything is falling around me and I become trapped in a small dark area. I can't sleep considering how shaken I am so I rest my weary head and cry to myself. The tornado is over but I am afraid no one will find

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