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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Violent Storm Was by Brenna

As the wind crashed upon our house, and the leaves filled the gutters I trembled in fear while trying to find my mother when the power suddenly stopped, as a tree hit the power lines.  Then I heard my mother calling my name.  I was rushing towards the stairs when the house started to shake.  I hit the ground in pain.  I couldn't move.  I was screaming "MUM" while hoping my Mum would come rushing down the stairs.  My Mum came running down the stairs calling my name.  She saw me.  The storm cleared up.  The violent storm was horrible.

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