My whole world was muffled. My sight is blocked by a light blue blur. I couldn’t hear or see a thing so I start kicking my legs to get to the surface. Suddenly my head explodes into the real world. My leg raises up onto the ledge so I can get out of the pool and dry off. From once we got here, the skies have gotten darker. It was going to rain so I walk towards my chair leaving a line of water behind me so my mother and I can pack up and go before it rains. I get to my chair and as I grab my towel, it is like I push a button because blaring sirens start to go off. I could not hear anything over the loud alarm screaming something bad was about to happen. I look up to see where it is coming from and I see a tall speaker and wonder if that is
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I hear people rushing in the bathroom and the sloshing of their feet on the wet floor. I am trying not to think about how I am in my first tornado, in a smelly bathroom, with my mother and so many strangers. After I sit on a bench, I start to take in the inhabitants of the Tiffany Springs Water Park bathroom. So many teenage kids that I can just see the boredom in their eyes. Why are they not worried?
“Mom, are we going to be okay?” I ask my mom who is faced towards a group of four girls. One is wearing a bright blue bathing suit that reminds me of a bright sunny blue sky day. Today was definitely not that day.
“Yes sweetie. Once the sirens turn off we will go home and everything will be alright.” Being home sounded so nice right now. All I wanted was to be sitting in my faded leather couch holding the google fiber remote in my hand watching ION Television, but I have to face the fact I am in a hot, muggy bathroom, when there is a tornado somewhere outside.
I become less worried and more filled with boredom. The sirens never turn off so everyone has to stay in the bathroom unless you have permission to leave. My mother is faced towards the back wall which on the other side is the parking lot. She is half faced to me and half faced to the other four
I hear people rushing in the bathroom and the sloshing of their feet on the wet floor. I am trying not to think about how I am in my first tornado, in a smelly bathroom, with my mother and so many strangers. After I sit on a bench, I start to take in the inhabitants of the Tiffany Springs Water Park bathroom. So many teenage kids that I can just see the boredom in their eyes. Why are they not worried?
“Mom, are we going to be okay?” I ask my mom who is faced towards a group of four girls. One is wearing a bright blue bathing suit that reminds me of a bright sunny blue sky day. Today was definitely not that day.
“Yes sweetie. Once the sirens turn off we will go home and everything will be alright.” Being home sounded so nice right now. All I wanted was to be sitting in my faded leather couch holding the google fiber remote in my hand watching ION Television, but I have to face the fact I am in a hot, muggy bathroom, when there is a tornado somewhere outside.
I become less worried and more filled with boredom. The sirens never turn off so everyone has to stay in the bathroom unless you have permission to leave. My mother is faced towards the back wall which on the other side is the parking lot. She is half faced to me and half faced to the other four