Twister Blog Archive on September 12, 2009, 15:10

by Horseangel05 (Amanda), age 15

My eyes popped open in the darkness of my bedroom. Blackness surrounded me as I stared up at where I knew my ceiling was in the darkness. Before I could wonder what had awakened me from my slumber, I heard it again. A sharp persistent buzzer followed by a shrill alarm. Having lived in Georgia all of my life I was used to the frequent bad weather, and I knew exactly what it was. The weather alert radio.

I sat up in bed and strained to hear the radio. With my bedroom being upstairs and the radio being downstairs in the kitchen, it was difficult to