The Mighty Storm

The mighty storm blew in, turning day into night.
The house shook as the wind raged, showing off its might.
I ran as the alarm screamed, my heart filled with dread.
I knew my time was up when the funnel appeared overhead.
Then a single ray of light shone through the eye of the storm.
Calming the winds even as the funnel continued to form.
I ran again, finding shelter, and somehow I survived.
In the aftermath, I gave prayers of thanks, as I shook and cried.

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