Tornados

Day 10: Something you are Afraid of

I am afraid of Tornado's.  When I was in Kindergarten I was almost killed by one, well a Microburst actually.  It was 2am on a Saturday night and I was asleep in my bed.  For some reason I woke up and looked out the window, the sky was orange.  I thought this was really weird so I yelled out for my mom.  My mom was in nursing my newborn sister, Kristie.  My mom yelled for my dad to come and get me.  At that moment it sounded like a freight train went through my backyard.  I started screaming. My dad came in and swooped me up.  As my mom, Kristie, my dad, and I ran down stairs to the basement, our kitchen was flooded because the French Doors blew open.  Once we got to the basement my mom realized Rebecca was still up stairs.  My dad ran back up to get her.  She was waiting at the top of the stairs in a daze calling for my dad. 

Once the storm was over we went up to my room and there was a Pine Tree in my bed! Yep!  When the freight train sound happened it snapped the tree in half and it landed in my bed.  If my dad had been 20 seconds late picking me up out of bed I would have been dead!  I guess this was my near death experience.  Needless to say my house was the talk of the neighborhood for weeks and I had an awesome story to share at show and tell the next week.

Since living on the west coast we don't have to deal with tornadoes, but we have earthquakes.  I have felt about 5 in two years.  They aren't that bad, you just don't how long they are going to last or if it is going to be the "Big One."