Personal Narrative: The Horrific Historic Flood

As I remember the days of the tragic Historic Flood that happen on August 13, 2016; in Baton Rouge, LA many of my family members, and friends were affected, and it was very devastating and terrifying all at once. Even though I myself wasn’t affected as much by the Historic Flood I still endured a lot of emotional disbelief for my family and friends. I felt heart broken by what was actually happening to my family and friends, all I could think about at the time was lending out any help I could to make things a little better. I can remember receiving a horrifying call early that morning before the red skinny bird in the tree beside my window would chirp. It was my younger brother DeMontreal and my older brother Treal calling, I could hear so much tension and frustration in his voice about the water rising very quickly up to his apartment complex. He was on the bottom floor of the complex, and he had my new born nephew DeMontreal Jr. with him, my heart was pounding uncontrollably. I quickly jump out of my bed stumbling over my phone charger, rushed to put on some pants on in my pitched dark room and immediately went to their rescue. The water hadn’t risen any around my area just yet, so I was able to make it to them barely; going through different neighborhoods just to avoid the deep waters. Finally, I made it to them full of surprised to actually see the water rising quickly to their apartment complex. While making a phone call panicking; yelling loudly to them, that I only …show more content…
The power was out for a couple of days, but we manage to make it through thanks to my boyfriend who went out his way to find portable fans to make sure my nephew had air. Through it all I hate that the Historic flood happened, but that terrible time brought out the best in everyone, to bring everyone together as one to lend out any