Personal Narrative: The Wizard Of Oz

The Wizard of Oz may seem like a storm will take you to a magical land, but in reality that magical is as dystopia of total destruction. On Sunday July 12, 2015 I survived a tremendously deathifying storm, that negatively affected my family, and others.
On the day of the storm it was a slightly foggy day, the skies were gray, but the there was no rain. We were at my cabin up by Brainerd, Minnesota. The water was still like a elegant statue in a museum. We woke up on that day thinking i was going to leave in the morning. My dad left at five in the morning, because he was feeling groggy. My mom made my brother, and I a huge breakfast; with pancake, eggs, bacon, and toast. After breakfast we all took a shower, and I thought we were going to leave. I get out of the shower, to find out my brother went out with the boat, and ran out of gas. So we had to stay and extra hour. After that irritating experience, my brother started to get hungry, and that when the downfall of the started.
We got to Grandview Resort for a marvelous diner. We sat at a table by a window, ordered drinks, and appetizers. Then my mom’s phone started to buzz saying that we in the the dead center of a storm, and that was the second sign. I started to calm down from the crazy roller coaster, but the shutters of the restraint flew open hitting a women in the arm. She yelled out and said, “Lucky that I'm a big women.” Then the power went out we had to run across the street. I was inside the main lodge in under 10 second, but my mom was too busy think if she want to bring her drink or not. Everyone had to go in the basement till the storm was over. The storm went on and off for hours. The storm officially end at 10:45 at