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A Hurricane Strikes

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A Hurricane Strikes It was an ordinary Sunday morning. The rays of golden sunlight shone on the modest but lively village. The constant murmur of chatting filled the morning air. As children played and laughed, the men relaxed with their noses in their Sunday papers and the old ladies gathered to exchange the latest gossip. The huge trees looked protectively down on the village below and their leaves danced proudly in the breeze. In the distance, all the identical cottages had smoke rising from the chimneys. Outside one of these cottages, a tiny tanned sparrow skipped along the concrete path that led up to the welcoming front door. The cottage was set into the grassy bank and branches full with sycamore leaves stretched out from the woodland and occasionally tapped on the old-fashioned window panes. From a cloudless blue sky, the sunlight beamed down onto the cottage's thatched roof, under which the swallows had happily secreted a nest for their squawking young. ...read more.


The rain thuds against the rooftops, like a steady yet heavy beat of a machine gun and the drum rolls from the thunder are ear-splitting! The storm, like a wild lion roars around corners and rages through the delicate window panes causing the glass to shatter helplessly. As the wind howls, it forces its way through the cottages, not caring about the path of destruction it is leaving behind! With little effort, it blasts off chimney pots from the innocent houses and, as the damage increases, the vulnerable village is left in pandemonium. Along the beach, white foam from the churning sea flies like scattered snow as the wind whips up the waves turning them crispy white. Already, the seagulls have soared away to find another home. Low in the sky, dark and ominous storm clouds are hovering over the village as though amused at their own brutal power. The malevolent and malicious storm knows it is in control and, like a bully, it seems to roar with laughter as it continues to tease the helpless world below. ...read more.


There is no singing from the birds, no chitchat from his friends, and no noise from the occasional car. Strangely, there is even no noise from the little old lady who always tells the boys off for sitting on her fence. The clouds begin to disperse and a frail beam of sunlight marks the boy's way as he scrambles out of the hole and steps into the world to find an unimaginable sight of destruction. The blissful and cheerful world that he once knew was now just a heap of bricks, rubble and remains of people's homes. His mind drifts to happier times, when the village was full of rowdy children and the air was filled with constant chit-chat; when there was an essence of life rather than destruction! The boy looks for the fence expecting to see his brother but, to his shock, the fence is amongst the pile of rubble, along with the rest of the town. There, on top of all the ruins he sees a once adored doll. Her sad and lonely marble eyes gazing straight up into the clear, blue sky. Waiting... ...read more.

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