I'm in the basement of my dorm, where it is kinda stuffy and which I've never seen before. However, it is much safer down here because there are no windows and we're below ground.
We're hiding from tornadoes.
There's no rain or anything, just some wind. I'm hoping it's an over-precaution. Growing up in Florida, I've experienced lots of hurricanes and all that jazz. Every now and then, you'd hear about a tornado or water spout. We always evacuated during hurricanes, though, so I don't have a lot of near-death stories (thank goodness).
However, one Christmas Eve I was in my room with my puppy already in her crate, ready for bed, when all of the sudden the wind changed tone. I don't know how to describe the sound. It sounded like the roof was about to be ripped off.
My mom burst in and dragged me to the living room. I was yelling about the dog, because she'd been left behind helpless in her crate. She was yelling about how we had to get to my sister's bathroom, which doesn't have windows. My whole family was in the living room, chaotically trying to assess that we were all there and trying to find the bathroom. Of course, then the power went out. Now we were all yelling in the dark.
And by that time, it was over.
It was terrifying, and it was all over so fast. Hardly any time at all to react, especially if your initial reaction is to panic.
So, that's why I'm in the basement. Just in case.
Also, classes are over now. My first exam is on Monday. I can't believe I've almost made it through one year of college...
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