Chapter 8 RR
Oh my gosh! Have you ever been in a nasty storm while on the beach? Well, I have, and it was very hard to get out of the beach. The clouds started rolling in so we packed up. My mom got caught up in a conversation and the winds started to pick up, I was about eight and my brother was about two. My dad was carrying my brother and I was trying to get my mom to leave. Just then it started to poor rain, thunder and lightning. The wind was blowing at us, “HARD.” Once we got into our car we felt a load that was lifted off our shoulders. We drove home safely. Once we got home the storm had past us and we went outside and played and had a blast.