‘There was no news that a hurricane was coming our way, and also where we live hurricanes have never come in Britain’ I thought to myself in despair. Every TV channel is broadcasting the destruction which hit London. I had to get out of this city. The bloody, brutal, barbaric hurricane might come here anytime. I went outside.
The grey sky darkened from the blue, light sky of the early afternoon. It suddenly turned to a dark, gloomy sky with a mist cloud hovering. I walked back into the car, seemingly it was going to pour down. Heavily, the wind blew. I turned to shut the windows, but, as I looked closer out of the window, gigantic clouds started swirling together creating an immense hurricane. I knew hurricanes were so dangerous but, at the same time, from a distance it was such a magnificent phenomenon. Heavily, rain poured, hitting the ground with loud bangs like bullet from a gun. I was in my car so the sound was on the roof. All around ‘bang, bang, bang.’ I began to be afraid.
My mobile phone vibrated in my pocket. I picked it up. I looked at the phone screen to see who it was. It was my mum. ‘Hello, mum are you alright’ I said in a panicked voice, after knowing that she lived in London with my other brothers ‘Son, save me. I don’t think I’m going to live any longer. My mum repeated in an agonizing voice. ‘Mum, what happened’ I replied. The phone line disconnected. ‘I had to get to London and find out what happened’ I thought to myself. I began to be more afraid.
I tried to start the car but it wouldn’t work. I turned my head again towards the door window; the death trap was seemingly getting even closer. After many efforts of trying to start the car, the car would still now move. I sighed in disbelief. ‘There could not have been a worse time for the car not to work.’
I opened the car door but the gustily wind was so heavy it pushed the door right back, locking me inside the car. After giving all my strength, I managed to open the door and got out. The wind blew so hard I could not see anything ahead. Thundering rain poured heavily. I saw couple of men and women running, I followed there direction.
There was panic and distress in every soul, the cries of children, the frantic screams of mothers and the saddening wailing of helpless men. The perilous hurricane was now only few meters away.
People were now running in all directions. I turned around. There was the swirling hurricane. The hurricane was sucking everything in like a black hole. There were people behind me, and also infront of me, running as fast as they could, trying to avoid the twisting hurricane. It seemed like the Day of Judgement has arrived.
Humans were grabbing hold of anything, just trying to avoid the incoming desasterous hurricane. Also people were breaking into other peoples homes. I turned my head around. The hurricane was coming more rapidly towards me. I began to think for the worse. I was wondering ‘could my life end at such a short age?’
I was now regretting coming outside of the house. I probably has a better chance to be saf if I stayed inside. Now I have to feel the wrath of the industructable hurricane.
Wind blew like mad. A child was forced to the ground fiercely, I grab hold of him. The child was in shock. I looked around to see if anyone would take him. People were running wherever they could, not thinking of anything else. A dark tall woman just ran upto me and took the child. I prosumed it was his mother. She looked at me and said ‘thank you.’
Roads ahead were cracking. I ran for my life. The rain made my clothes feel heavy, so it made it harder to run. My legs were feeling like lead. I did not know how much longer I can drag it along. Housing and building on my right were collapsing. Bricks were being thrown in the air. The smoke that was coming out of the building just before it collapsed was making me cough. People had now been sucked into the twisting hurricane. God knows how many lives this hurricane will take?.
I turned my head around. The tall dark woman who took the child from me, was fighting a battle to run away from the hurricane. But there was no use. Right infront of my eyes. The mother and the child had been swept into the hurricane.
