Left.

Wednesday, October 27th, 2021. The day I died.

My mom woke me up pushing and shaking me frantically to get up. I thought she had woken me up for school just like every other day she did, but no this time it wasn't for that. She told me that there was a tornado heading right for us.

I lived in Oklahoma at the time so tornado's weren't an uncommon thing. I brushed her off and said " Who cares, it's just a tornado they never hit us anyway it'll just go around us or it'll stop before it even gets here, they always do." But when I looked at my mom she was shaken more then usual when there's a tornado. She looked at me and said " It's already here, Ray. " I was being defiant at first but looking at my moms face and unusual demeanor, I knew that this tornado wasn't just gonna go " around " us this time around.

I had two other a siblings Dallas and Shay. We lived in Oklahoma so we had really hick names. I hated them, I always wish I could've born in California or New York and now especially more then ever wished to have been born anywhere else but here. Dallas and Shay were woken up before me. My mom told us to go get in the car to leave. She said we were heading to our grand parents because they have a storm shelter.

That was fine and dandy with me at first but then I realized something. What about the dogs? Stupid right? Me thinking about animals at a time like this. I was fifteen and I didn't really have any friends so I found comfort in our three dogs. I loved them and at that time they meant the world to me.

I asked my mom " What about the dogs?!" She said " I'm sorry Ray we have to leave them they wouldn't be able to fit in the shelter. " I hated that she was right. Our dogs were big two of them were were English Mastiffs and the other a simple pit-bull. I couldn't make an argument back with that so I reluctantly went to the car. Dallas and Shay were already in there by that time. They were half asleep and annoyed because it was late at night when we had been woken up. They didn't pay much attention to me getting in the car. My mom had probably thought I'd given up on the idea of getting the dogs. I wish I had because what happened after I decided what I did and executed my plan was the last thing I was going to do before I died.