Something big was away to happen. All around me people were anxiously hurrying about trying to ‘get ready’. Even my family were preparing for something; as my daddy and I had just bought hundreds of giant bottles filled with tons of water, it took ages to get the heavy things into the car! I peered out the car window watching the scenery flash by me. My tummy grumbled at the sight of my favourite pizza place, just the sight of it made me mouth water with anticipation for one of their magical margarita pizzas, the best part was that it was literally just over our garden fence. Yet, Joe’s Pizza Palace no longer appeared the friendly and fun place I knew it to be. It now mirrored a majority of the buildings across Houston with ugly bits of woods stuck to the windows, dirty-looking bags piled by the doors and not a person in sight.
“Come on Chloe, time to get out the car and help like you promised.” My daddy said. “Sorry daddy, I’m coming.” I quickly unfastened my seat belt and hopped out of the car. Then I began to help my mummy and daddy in making the house look like Joe’ Pizza Palace.
It took ages but finally we had finished. I picked up pink teddy and was ready to go to bed, it was 10 o’clock, way past my bedtime. I wondered down the stairs to the living room where my mummy and daddy were watching the TV, the news was on again and there was the same weather man standing by the map pointing at a weird swirl, again. “As you can see this Hurricane is going to be stronger than initially predicted. Luckily, a majority of the coastal population of the Gulf of Mexico has been evacuated. The devastation experienced by the Caribbean has been critical and the damage is almost indescribable. For those in cities or town that have not been evacuated it is now suggested that you do not try to evacuate but instead stay at home and keep sheltered and safe...” The weatherman droned on. Recently this is all that has been on the news and I have not been able to watch any of my programmes. Mummy and daddy must be worried about it because they even refused to let Melissa (my little sister) watch anything after all her tantrums. “Mummy I am going to bed. Goodnight.” I turned and started to head back upstairs when my mummy called me back. “Chloe, why don’t you and Melissa sleep in mummy and daddy’s room tonight?” I struggled to contain a squeal of excitement. “Okay!” I giggled as I quickly sprinted into their room and jumped into their giant bed, snuggling into the covers clutching my teddy to my chest. Soon my eyes grew heavy as I drifted into a peaceful slumber.
“Eek!” I tumbled out of bed head first onto the floor. Rubbing my sore head I squinted in the darkness trying to spot the bomb I could have sworn I had just heard. Then a sharp flash echoed throughout the room seeping through the cracks on the barricaded windows. It must be another lightning storm! They were regular occurrences in summer but they aren’t usually so noisy. The whole house seemed...