I awoke to the smell of smoke. I didn’t know what to think it was. I look toward the sky and see the trees ablaze with fire. I can see animals fleeing to get out of the forest. I tell myself that i need to get up and run,  but the smoke is too thick to see. I manage to get up and run, but i trip and fall. I get up again and the smoke hits my throat i immediately cough. I try to run,  but I can’t breath. I fall down again and just lay there. My eyes get heavier and heavier then they close. In my head I’m screaming and screaming, but nothing works. I try to wake up from this nightmare but there’s no chance it’s going to happen. Then I hear a banging it’s my brother he’s screaming “ Wake up, theres a tornado headed this way.”

I yell back “ Let me sleep for ten more minutes,”. He picks me up over his shoulder and takes me down stairs.   I wake from my horrid nightmare. I said “ Why are we down stairs,” 

“ There’s a tornado,” A black shadow says to me.

We hear a screeching from outside it’s the roof being torn off the house
We all take cover but it’s too late. We all get smashed by the roof.
We die.