Here is my Story
It started on January 23 2012 at 3;00 a.m. My dad woke us up to go downstairs to the basement. I was very confused why we had to wake up, because it wasn't time to go to school yet. After I went down stairs, we sat there for about 20 minutes. when my sister said that she was hungry, so she went up stairs and fixed a sandwich. She had time to eat it before we lost power. We were watching James Spann on t.v. when he told people in our area to go to your safe place, but we had been in ours for about an hour. It was only minutes later we heard a loud roar, my dad told us that it's a tornado. People that lived farther away said it sounded like a train, but for my family it was close up and sounded like a jet engine coming right at us. Then the house started to shake and the ceiling tiles started to fall on us. My mom, my sister, and I jumped under a table. My dad jumped over my older sister and my brother to protect them. It felt like it lasted forever, but only lasted about 30 seconds. I didn't know what to think, but I had just survived a tornado. There was a tree that fell across my driveway, so we waited until we got help to crawl through the tree. When we finally got out, it was dark and raining, so we couldn't really see our house, but I could tell that it didn't look right. So many people came and helped clean up. I was too young to help, but I could tell they really cared that we had lost our house. I was so lucky that I didn't get hurt or anyone else in my family.