2263. The tornado|
© Bruce Goodman 27 October 2021
The tornado is definitely heading in my direction. I imagine bits of housing are flying up in the air and getting dumped in another place. I can see roughly where it would be now. It is passing directly through Hornby which is a very hoity-toity suburb.
I’m going down into my basement. I’ve been hanging around waiting for my wife to come home, but I can’t wait any longer. Hopefully she’s safe somewhere. She only went out for a bottle of milk.
It’s an eerie light. I’m a bit scared to tell the truth. I’ve only experienced one before and that was at a distance. This one is heading for my street I reckon. It knowns where I live! Ha ha!
I’ve shut all the windows and doors and put everything away outside that I can. So now I’m going down into the
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