Justin Prieto
Vanhuss
7
Hurricane Ike
As I stared out the window, I couldn’t help think it was all about to change. My family thought we were prepared, but this hurricane was a new experience for all of us. I don’t think I will ever be the same again.
We waited for the worse to hit as the wind sped up to small blast. Night slowly crept across the plain, bringing the final hour before the storm. I settled on the couch waiting for the storm to begin its feast. Out of nowhere, the burst of wind came and rattled the house and shook the ground. Rain pounded the earth and roof, beating like a fiery heart exploding with anger. Only the snores of my dad escaped the cold roar of Ike.
The explosion of thunder shook me to consciousness. We all jumped 2 ft. high. I ran from the room as the echo coursed through the neighborhood. When I finally made it back to the room, the board slapped the window as a branch collided with it. The cats raced to hide while Rocky, my puppy, shot straight to me as he quivered under the safety of my sheet.
Flashes of light, accompanied with explosions, led people into the dark, lonely night, but the worse was when a slides of sound led us to complete darkness as the beast of a storm moved on. As the dark led to the dimly lit night, we stared waiting for an invading wind to blow us to kingdom come. Then, all of a sudden, it stopped. Astonished that nothing moved or made a sound, the wave of slumber I was anticipating came, thrusting me into a twirling slumber.
This entire experience helped me learn a lot about my family. As we waited for power, we learned to prepare for the unexpected, but we were excited that we could clean the yard. I hope we will never experience a hurricane like this again.




