Storm
Grey aroma was covers the sun's bright and warm glow. The winds were brewing around. People around town can tell that there might be a twister on its way. Downin the Roselyn's household. Harold was cooking breakfast while Hayley was helping out her mother with supplies for the twister shelter just in case since the look ofthe weather. While things were going on downstairs, Kay was getting dress.
"That was a terrible nightmare I ever had". She thought as I brushing my hair into a pony tail. "Those images are still burned in my head and also questioned me". As I put the brush down on my dresser and looked at the mirror. I was simply wearing a dark purple, shoulder off sweatshirt, a pair of jeans, my favorite white sneakers and Grandmother's necklace. I ask that question to myself as I hold the heart piece of the necklace. "Who was he?"
"KAY BREAKFAST!" Dad's yell got me back to reality. "Coming!" I yelled back, picked up my cell phone, put it in my pocket and head for the door. Walking down the steps I notice the weather. "Hey Dad is there going to be a storm coming"? I asked. "Possibly Sugar Plum". Dad said, with a smile he add "Don't worry Kay if it happens, you know the drill". That all he said and I just took a seat at the table and eat my breakfast he prepared.
Not long till Ma and Grandma came back from outside and join for breakfast. As we were eating Mom ask "So how my 16 year old sweetie pie doing"? I put my fork down and and thinking "Might as well tell them". Gave a sigh and said "Good I guess, just had a bad dream last night". Grandma stopped eating. "What was it dear?" She asks. I gave another sigh and started to explain. "Grandma do you remember the stories you told me?" She simply nodded with a small smile and mentions me to continue. "Well I was in a land just like Grandma Stories". Both my parents also stopped eating and hear what I dreamt last night. "The land was dead, the skies were red, a flower field was all dried up. Then I saw a broken road made out of yellow bricks". Before I continued Mom and Grandma had a worry looks on their faces. "And I also saw a building made out of emeralds and it looks broken down as well". Grandma's eyes were getting a little more worried. Mom saw this. "Well go on sweetie, Grandma just can't believe what she hearing as I am right Mother?" She asks. Grandma shook her head and gave a small smile but silently nodded. "Well to continue on I saw a bunch of monkeys with wings!" I exclaim. Then I was going to tell them something I might get an answer out of "Then I saw a man lying around, and I crawled to him. As I came closer to him and turned him over to see his face, he was nothing but a straw man but with blue eyes like …like yours Mom". I starred at her. But she just looked away, seems to be ashamed. I gave a stern yet soft face "Then he asks if I was Dorothy". I sat silent, so did my Mom and Grandmother.
Then my Dad just got up and gathers our plates. "Well Sugar Plum that was an interesting nightmare you have there". He said. "You gals can go hang in the living room and I'll clean up". With that said we did. As I sat on the chair, while Grandma and Mom sat on the couch. We were all silent for a moment. "Guys does my dream has a connection with where my Grandfather is and the stories you told me Grandma?" I ask.
Grandma didn't answer me. Then I ask Mom. "Mom?" She gave a sigh and told me in a voice as if someone is hurt or really sick "Sweetie, what you dreamt last night was just a nightmare, it has nothing to do with Grandpa." Then "WHERE IS HE THEN?!" I yelled. I couldn't hold it longer, all these years I keep answering them this question and no answer and last night's dream might have giving me a clue on where he might be. Grandma finally looks at my way. "Honey don't yell", with a look of sad, concern. Then I said "Sorry but it…it's just why you guys won't tell me where he is"! "I know you guys know where he is, what is it?" I asked with a little annoyance with slightly added anger. "Is he a criminal, a jail breaker or an alcoholic?" "Sweetie." Grandma asks in a gentle voice, never mad or with anger, always gentle. "He is not any of those horrible characters, he is a very nice gentleman but I'm sorry we can't tell you". A sad expression planted on her face, also showing regrets. "Sighs, I just don't get it, why are you guys hiding information of my own Grandpa that I never met and what with all this war talk he in?" I asked annoyed "I mean what war, the only war is in some other country but you guys act like if its somewhere else like a different planet, and what war last for about 40 years?" "Honey…we're sighs" my mother sighs "We're only doing this to protect you and your grandfather himself." She said. "So YOU DO KNOW WHERE HE IS!" I shouted "I'm getting tired of this now WHERE IS HE?!" frustrated and nearly in tears, I never act this way and it just been bottled me inside of me too long. "Honey I'm sorry but we…" "NO if you won't tell me, fine." I started to walk out to the door and ran away to my secret spot, with tears sliding off. "KAY!" Mom yelled from the doorway, but I didn't stop, just keep running. "Give her time Hayley." Dorothy said. Hayley gave a frustrated sigh, "I sure hope she comes back and know we're only doing this because we love her". She said. Dorothy gave a sad smile "She will know when she figures it out". They both turned around , but didn't notice the clouds turning to a dark grey and in the far sight a twister was coming their way.
Wow i finally finish this Ch, well what you guys think? In the next Ch we will visit OZ just to let you guys know.