A Rainy Day

It started to rain. I looked up and saw the waterdrops smash into the ground. I felled so sad and didn’t want to look at it anymore because every time I look out and saw the rain I get sad and start thinking about my mom’s graveyard because it was rainy at her burial. From that day I always get sad when I see rain.

I walked into my room and turned on my computer. All websites I knew was filled with warnings about the storm that everybody should be inside their homes for safety reasons. I looked out again. Now the storm was very strong. The storm was so strong that big ice pieces smashed into my window and I could not see more than 50 meters because of the ice and the snow. I got scared. Ran over for my backpack and took my phone at tried to call my mom. My mom didn’t take the phone because there was not signal to her phone. After, I tried to call my father and he took the phone. My dad sound strange when I talked to him. He sounded scared and in the background I could hear people scream. I asked “what is wrong dad, I can hear screams in the background?” My dad didn’t answer. The only thing I could hear was the screams and his breath. Unexpected I lose the signal to my dad. Now I didn’t have any contact others. I was alone.