Stepping out of my truck, I pound my right foot on the shaking, sandy, dusty, ground. I take a positive look on the main thing that made me drive over here in the first place, the blasting, whistling tornado. The tornado was exceptionally tall, and thick, reminding me of a nuclear mushroom cloud.
The tornado literally reached up into the stormy clouds. Some of the dust that went along with the tornado went into my eyes, so, I had to look down, onto the dusty, shaking, landscape. The ground seemed like it had a jet black shadow blanket, because of how dark it was. The ground was extremely flat, and was also dusty, and sandy, just like the tornado. After what seemed like 3 hours of admiring the shaking ground, 95% of the dust that flew into my
The tornado literally reached up into the stormy clouds. Some of the dust that went along with the tornado went into my eyes, so, I had to look down, onto the dusty, shaking, landscape. The ground seemed like it had a jet black shadow blanket, because of how dark it was. The ground was extremely flat, and was also dusty, and sandy, just like the tornado. After what seemed like 3 hours of admiring the shaking ground, 95% of the dust that flew into my