The Twisters That Shook Alabama
The story is about my hometown. This is where I grew up. I left there when I was twelve years old. Do not remember much. I do remember the storms .Nothing like 2011. The month was April, the twenty-seventh, on Wednesday morning. I felt like I was in the Wizard of Oz. I was watching the news about the storms coming our way. We were staying with our niece. She lived in a trailer when there was a bad storm coming your way. You get out, says the news people. That was what I began to do. I called my mother's friend in Pisgah. I rang her number. "Hi, Doris, how are you?" she said. She was fine. "Ask me how I am doing?" I told her I was okay, but there was a real bad storm coming. "Can we come to your house?" she said yes. Before we finished our conversation, I told her I would be there later. I was really scared. The storm was rated a 10; you do not mess around with that kind of number. That is high.
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