Personal Narrative: The Black Blizzard

Ma and pa were shouting at me. “Get inside now the black blizzard is coming!” I went inside, but I wanted to watch it. Ma and me a wet towel to cover my face with it. Then the wind was howling it broke the windows, but we covered them up it time so dirt wouldn’t come in the house. I looked outside and the only thing I saw was dirt from the black blizzard. After that “black blizzard” kicked up and in, the only thing I saw on the horizon was black from the dirt in the “black blizzard”. Then we had to move in the middle of the room. The dirt was now in the house a little bit. We curled up a little bit and held up my wet towel to my face really tight.

Then storm ended, I went outside and I wished that this would never happen again, but I knew