The Monstrous Night
Once upon a time, in a land with ponies and unicorns. Once upon a time, a girl was getting her hair done in the coal pure night. The forecast was scattered showers with thunder. Typing a story of what was going on, she got bored and started playing her LEXBOX, when she heard a crash. The lights went out and cut her game off, making her progress being lost. As mad as she was, she couldn't help being scared of the crackling thunder. The sound of dogs barking, wind chimes from across the street, she really was scared of everything if there were a thunderstorm. Freaked out as she was, she went to the bathroom so she could take a shower. She twisted the knob all the way so the water could be a hot as it could. As the water heated up, she lit some candles and set them on the counter. Getting her towel and rag, she got in, washed up and got out, not wanting to be scared of being truck by lightning. Needing to listen to music, she took her phone off the charger and tried to turn it on. The phone, not wanting to cut on, was blank during her course of action. Knowing her, she got really frustrated and kept at it. Still not cutting on, she remembered that her phone was on the charger when the power-outage occurred, meaning that it was as fried as a deep fried watermelon. She sighed and walked over to the door, opened it, and walked down the hallway. The dark, scary night was stretched across her face. The sudden loud crash of thunder made her fall to the ground in shock. Almost crying of fear, she pulled herself together and ran to her room. Getting into her bed, a tear escaped her eyes, making her buckle down. With wind picking up, she pulled the covers above her head, praying to go to sleep. About 45 minutes later, right when she was about to go to sleep, the tornado sirens went off. Her eyes popped open and sat up. Bringing her knees to her face, she rested her face in her wrapped arms. Complete fear filled her face as she heard rumbling, like a train. Knowing what a train sounded like, she ignored it and focused on not crying. Each second, the sound got closer, making her turn her attention to the sound. Her brother told her about when she see all the signs of a tornado, she needed to hide. Running to the closet, she opened the door, got in, and closed it. 10 plain minutes passed, making her impatient. Peeking out of the door, she didn't see anything wrong. But as she looked closer, she realized that her things looked like they were floating a little. Knowing what that meant, the tornado took its course. As the windows busted, the winds made all of her papers float. She hurriedly closed the door and took all of her clothes off of the hangers and dug a tunnel into them, making a little shelter. A few seconds later, the tornado took all of its strength and picked the roof up, worsening the winds throughout the house. Shivering in her little pile of clothes, she noticed the rain start to let up a lil bit. After a few minutes of this, the storm passed over, uncovering the devastation of the neighborhood. The sun shined as she crawled out of the crumbled house, hearing cries of help throughout the city. Collapsing on the ground, she watched as her mother and brother died in front of her eyes.
The End~