From living in Louisiana my whole life, storms became just a part of the journey. They came and they went as if they were tourists passing through and soon enough, we learned that storms are just a natural path way to get to the good parts in life. However, on August 25, 2005, a storm came that was not just a part of life. It did not swiftly breeze through and it did not just pass by. Hurricane Katrina was an exceptional encounter and unlike any other storm that has yet to come. Before the storm, I had moved homes about five times in my eight years of life and this move was no different from the rest. My mom, my stepdad Jamie, and my brother Rawleigh all packed our things to move from Lockport, Louisiana, to Boutte, Louisiana, which is thirty-seven
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It rained all day and all night, the rain never stopped. It truly felt like we were living under water and I, being very dramatic, thought that we would never see anything dry ever again. Two other families then came to live with us, making the grand total of people in the house twelve with one on the way. One family that came was some of Jamie’s work friends that lived in New Orleans and the other was friends of the family as well, but I actually knew neither one. It was a scary thing to realize we had twelve people that had to survive together and not even one could really leave for supplies. Walmart is not usually open during a hurricane. Also, shortly after they moved in, our power went out and we just had a small generator to light up the main part of the house. While everybody else gathered in the living room, I stayed in my room the majority of the time, sitting at the window and watching the rain that never stopped.Finally, on August 31st, 2005, Hurricane Katrina downsized into a tropical depression and it was okay for us to leave our houses. The storm lasted six days. Jamie and my mom did the brave task of going back to Boutte to check on our house. When they came back, the news was grim. Our house was unlivable. I do not know what exactly was wrong, but what I was told was that our house was full of water and the electricity would not work in the house for a very long time, so we
It rained all day and all night, the rain never stopped. It truly felt like we were living under water and I, being very dramatic, thought that we would never see anything dry ever again. Two other families then came to live with us, making the grand total of people in the house twelve with one on the way. One family that came was some of Jamie’s work friends that lived in New Orleans and the other was friends of the family as well, but I actually knew neither one. It was a scary thing to realize we had twelve people that had to survive together and not even one could really leave for supplies. Walmart is not usually open during a hurricane. Also, shortly after they moved in, our power went out and we just had a small generator to light up the main part of the house. While everybody else gathered in the living room, I stayed in my room the majority of the time, sitting at the window and watching the rain that never stopped.Finally, on August 31st, 2005, Hurricane Katrina downsized into a tropical depression and it was okay for us to leave our houses. The storm lasted six days. Jamie and my mom did the brave task of going back to Boutte to check on our house. When they came back, the news was grim. Our house was unlivable. I do not know what exactly was wrong, but what I was told was that our house was full of water and the electricity would not work in the house for a very long time, so we