this poem i actually wrote in middle school. why? i don't know.
the town is pitch black
suddenly lightning flashes
thunder roars
i hear rushing wind
it's coming towards me
what could it be?
a hurricane?
tornado?
i try to run away
but my foot's caught
i scream
hoping someone would hear me
there's no response
my body is lifted up
up high into the air
the wind comes to a stop
i fall to the ground
"this is it." i think
"this is how i die"
i almost hit the ground
suddenly i wake up
beads of sweat roll down my neck
i'm sitting up in bed
it was just a dream
nothing but a nightmare
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