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So, I'm pretty sure most everyone is tired of hearing about Hurricane Katrina. But recently my English II teacher made us write an essay reflecting back a year after the storm, It got me thinking that I would like to write a story based on what I went through.. So this is the story of my journey... This is just one these things that I am doing for myself, and I know it won't be any good, But you are welcome to read it and make comments, but I really don't care if no one reads it at all. Most of this is based on facts, things that my family and I experienced, but I might add so flavor.. So here we go:

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Mom and dad are at a party for a teacher from school. I just got finished watching the news, Major Ray Nagin has issued the first ever mandatory evacuation for New Orleans. But, I’m not worried. If it was serious we would be long gone, and Mr. Harry across the street would be gone too, he is a retired cop. I trust them and all the decisions they make, they will know when its time to leave, if we leave at all.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

I woke up early this morning, because I heard some banging. Come to find out its mom in a frantic state.. She is packing and moving quickly. Dad is outside packing things away. He seems nervous too.. All they told us kids is that, Mr. Harry decided to leave. The hurricane is strong and we are headed for Uncle Tom’s.

“Pack enough clothes for three days,” Mom said.

And so I went and my room, and packed enough clothes for three days. We also packed up all the cars withall of our prized possessions . We moved everything else upstairs and we gathered the dogs and left. I am worried and scared, but I know its best to keep my mouth shut and go with the flow.. This is stressful enough.. I don't want to add inslut to injury.

Later that night:

After a fifteen hour drive, that would normally have been a 7 hour for us, we reached Tom’s. What a relief to be outta the car.. But all that I can think about is the hurricane. I am tired, and I am going to bed, but I can hear the t.v. in the living room, I start to cry.

Not much for a start, but thats all I got done so far.. and I have some homework to do..

 
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