Sample 13

Sample 13
1 It was a beautiful night in New York when I rested in my terrace. The sky was starry, the stars were beautiful and everything was so peaceful. I was sitting on my most comfortable armchair in front of the fireplace listening to the radio songs. “So many beautiful songs to listen to…”I mumbled dreamily.
2 But my mumbles did not last for long as the radio stopped playing the songs. I was not suspicious as it always happened. After that I heard a phase that people with thanatophobia will be afraid of. It is “Emergency Message”…
3 The message continued “The Hurricane Scientists have just found that in 1 hour time, there will be a F5 hurricane hitting New York, San Francisco and Hawaii. If you are hearing this in one of the above places mention, please go to the underground bunkers near your home immediately with food and water. Thank You”
4 When I heard the broadcast, I was dumbfounded. This never happened in my half a year of living in New York as it never hit New York then. I ran to my closet where I put my tin food and drinks and ran to the neighbor’s where they don’t have a radio and told them the story but they just laughed and said “Haha, what a fake story because I already predicted it is tomorrow…haha…”If they never take my story for real it means that they will get hit. “Oh well never mind” I talked to myself.
5 When I ran to the closest underground bunker, it looked like a hospital with a Emergency Shelter” title plate on the top. I went in and saw thousands of people in there waiting for the hurricane to strike. I saw a notice there saying 15 minutes to F5 Hurricane or named “Stupefy”. I ran to the notice shelter saying “Underground Bunker” and drank and ate there waiting for the hurricane to strike USA.
6 15 minutes later, there was a siren saying “Please stay in the bunker…” but the words were drowned by the wind created by the hurricane and then I heard a familiar, piteous voice crying out “NO!!!”. I then realized it was the neighbors who I warned. But the underground bunker was still safe.
7 After what I thought was a few days , the speaker finally sounds “The hurricane has stopped, you may get out now.” When I came out, it did not look like New York anymore the buildings and the trees were uprooted and the ground looked like paper torn apart. Then I saw a fateful thing to see; my neighbor’s body ripped apart into four pieces, with the head, the chest, the stomach and the legs split into small shreds of what looked like paper size shrapnel.8 The morale of this story is to make sure to always listen to your neighbor’s advice and do not think that everything is correct to your way. (490)