The weather today was surprisingly warm, and the sky was clear blue. This peacefulness was disrupted by a gentle breeze. The breeze blew through the autumn trees which slightly swayed in harmony with the wind. The mountainous ranges in the backdrop shrouded the picturesque town.
The town wasn’t deserted nor was it bustling with people. A moderate amount of people were here and there, in shops, walking the dog, or having a soothing cup of coffee while reading the newspaper. Though no one knew what was to come.
All of a sudden, a range of ominous, black clouds swept over the beautiful town, which now, was a gloomy, death-stricken city. Water gushed down through the pipes and crashed onto pavement causing people to get wet. People ran into shops and houses to stay dry. On the other hand though, I was prancing and dancing around in the rain. I couldn't resist it, ever since I was a tiny child, I loved water! I wasn't out there for long, because a huge lightning strike struck a tree which was near me. This frightened me, so I dashed inside a department store. Surprisingly, there was no one in there. I thought everyone would resort to go into a department store than another shop since there is more things.
I looked around the store for a little while. There were many aisles in the store, too many to look at in a day. So I grabbed a blanket (which was on a shelf) and decided to sleep off until the storm was gone.
The next day, I immediately woke up. I looked out the window to see if the storm had gone, and I was right. But not only was the storm gone, the people too. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I tried. And tried. And tried. Still, it was locked.
"How could it be locked if there was no one else in here?" I thought to myself.
Well at least I'm locked in a department store.
It looks like there is no way out of here, and even if there was, I wouldn't bother.
I browse through the aisles, looking for necessities. I found some blankets, a pillow, bread, milk, biscuits, chocolate, water and other items. I stuffed all of these in a trolley then decided on a place to stay. I chose to stay in the toy section, since I was obsessed with them. Even at the age of 14, I still slept with 10 toys every night. The toy section looked just like my bedroom. "Good times," I thought.
A couple of days have passed, 10 to be exact. I haven't tried opening the door to get out. I should. So I do.
I stand in front of the door and stare at it.
"Oh please, just open!" I say as I grab the handle.
I push the handle down and strangely enough, the door opens. A sigh of relief runs through my body. I'm finally out of here, so now I can go back home to my family!
But when I get outside, it looks like I've opened the door to a different town. Buildings all dilapidated, some even piles of rubble. Tree branches are scattered everywhere. What happend? Did that fierce storm do ALL of this?