the big windA Story by ruthchild's perspective of a hurricane
it was a great whirlwind
the draft increased as i skipped down the road, my mother a few feet back, watching me as i turned back and smiled the biggest i had in months. my dad had just died, leaving me and a grieving mother alone. the rest of my family hadn’t liked us much, especially after my mom and dad got married because they accidentally had me. i looked the right of where i was standing. there it was. of course i hadn’t known what it was, but it came towards me, and i was drawn to it. my mother’s countenance turned in an instant. she became frightened and pale when she saw it too. nobody had noticed i was gone until my mother turned back. i was lost in the sea of anxious runners. they pushed against me as i ran towards the great winds. there was a bounce in my step. i felt myself being drawn into what i considered the calm wind. the end was coming. it attracted me towards it. i closed my eyes, it took me away, i never saw again. i was never ok again. i was never there again. i was never there. © 2017 ruthAuthor's Note
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