Billowing Blizzard Baffles Boy
“Trust me, I’ll be fine! Go have fun!” I exclaim, practically waving goodbye to my winter-wrapped family. Almost like they couldn’t wait to be rid of me, they climbed aboard their snowmobiles and drove off. Quickly, I shut the front door to my grandparents’ house. All alone. No family. Just me and this rickety old house for an hour or two. I take you wish for some kind of background here? ‘Suppose so. Leaving from my humble abode to my grandparents’ was a bore. Think about it. Me, a tech savvy individual being forced away from his natural habitat. All phones and electronics left at home.. Only the sweet smell of gasoline in the engine of a snowmobile. That’s right; I was being forced to go snowmobiling. Upon …show more content…
Swimming through my head were thoughts of tomorrow's newspaper. “Family killed in snowmobile accident,” or “Family missing after Blizzard”. Curse my mind for having such vivid imagination! They could’ve fallen into a ditch, or mauled by a bear, or drive off ramp, or hit by a car, or… or… or…. 20 minutes. 1200 seconds of worry until something stumbles through the door. Thankfully, it’s my father. Upon questioning, they had left their snowmobiles at a house up the road after losing sight in the snow. The owner had given them a ride back up to our house before my father left for me. Oh, how happy I was. In the end, I wouldn’t be interviewed as the last survivor of the Salow family! I wouldn’t find any reporters at my door, no cameras either. My family was safe. My brother was terrified, but who wouldn’t be? After all, he had just gone through a storm! Once getting home, he took a nap, actually, while I grabbed my phone. I quickly sent out a mass text to everyone that lived in the area. I had to make sure everyone is alright. Better safe than sorry. Actually, that became my motto from then on. Always bring my phone everywhere I go. That way, I’m always prepared for a freak snow
“Trust me, I’ll be fine! Go have fun!” I exclaim, practically waving goodbye to my winter-wrapped family. Almost like they couldn’t wait to be rid of me, they climbed aboard their snowmobiles and drove off. Quickly, I shut the front door to my grandparents’ house. All alone. No family. Just me and this rickety old house for an hour or two. I take you wish for some kind of background here? ‘Suppose so. Leaving from my humble abode to my grandparents’ was a bore. Think about it. Me, a tech savvy individual being forced away from his natural habitat. All phones and electronics left at home.. Only the sweet smell of gasoline in the engine of a snowmobile. That’s right; I was being forced to go snowmobiling. Upon …show more content…
Swimming through my head were thoughts of tomorrow's newspaper. “Family killed in snowmobile accident,” or “Family missing after Blizzard”. Curse my mind for having such vivid imagination! They could’ve fallen into a ditch, or mauled by a bear, or drive off ramp, or hit by a car, or… or… or…. 20 minutes. 1200 seconds of worry until something stumbles through the door. Thankfully, it’s my father. Upon questioning, they had left their snowmobiles at a house up the road after losing sight in the snow. The owner had given them a ride back up to our house before my father left for me. Oh, how happy I was. In the end, I wouldn’t be interviewed as the last survivor of the Salow family! I wouldn’t find any reporters at my door, no cameras either. My family was safe. My brother was terrified, but who wouldn’t be? After all, he had just gone through a storm! Once getting home, he took a nap, actually, while I grabbed my phone. I quickly sent out a mass text to everyone that lived in the area. I had to make sure everyone is alright. Better safe than sorry. Actually, that became my motto from then on. Always bring my phone everywhere I go. That way, I’m always prepared for a freak snow