Personal Narrative-Destruction Of A Lake

Path of Destruction
When the sun was shining, there was a breathtaking view of the lake and the mountains. The mountains were covered by picturesque trees, and the waves would be rolling freely with the wind. The boats are scattered across the lake, people fishing along the water, while tourists are taking photos. My eyes could see everything that was going on in the town below, on the lake, and even in the hotel pool located to the right of my hotel room. The lima bean shaped pool was filled with people of all ages, who enjoy spending time with family in the beautiful summer air.
All of a sudden everything started to change. Boats were hopping over waves to get back to the docks, parents were lifting children out of the pool, while others were gathering all of their pool necessities together. The trees appeared to be bright green, and swaying against the dark grey sky. The sun was trying to run away from the blanket of clouds chasing across the entire sky. My stomach started to turn into knots. I hated thunderstorms. The ear shattering sounds of thunder, and flashes of violent lightning lifted little goose-bumps from under my skin. There was a monstrous storm coming. The television started beeping over and over again, and the weatherman appeared on the screen with luminous red letters reading, “Severe Weather Alert.” I had no idea of what was going to be following the grey blanket of clouds covering the sky. Mother was running around frantically, keeping an ear on the TV while compiling all the water bottles, bread, and emergency necessities by the bathroom. I started to focus my hearing in on what the weatherman was saying, instead of watching the various colors roll over the United States behind him. There was a severe thunderstorm that was going to hit the Adirondacks. There was also a tornado warning. Tornados are worse than thunderstorms. There is absolutely no hiding from Mother Nature’s most defensive force. The whirling winds left paths of massive destruction, and I …show more content…
I felt my insides flipping inside out as I watched the winds forcefully whisk the lake around, the waves angry. The pool was overflowing with water, the chairs were being thrown across the pool, against the gates by the forces of nature. The sky was getting darker and darker as the monster moved closer. Jolting from the clouds were sparks of flashes, lightning bolts touching the tip of the highest wave and disappearing back into the sky. My toes were tingling with fear, I wanted to disappear under the pillows and blankets. However, I began to feel more excited. There was a force within the storm that was fueling my curiosity of weather. The ground seemed to be rumbling as a whirlwind of clouds was starting to dance on the grass. My father slowly picked me up and closed the curtains, his voice was soft with a little ounce of fear, “That going to be a tornado.” I started to internally freak out, but my eyes were glued to the sliver of window that wasn’t covered by curtain. I saw the tornado moving slowly across the grass. It was much smaller than what I could’ve imagined, the wind was howling and slamming against the glass windows, and then in a flash it disappeared beneath the curtains. I was no longer scared, but more