Well after a few hours of sleep it was morning, a wonderfully, beautiful morning. But hopefully it will bring a wonderfully, glorious day in Manchester. Later on when we arrived, we started to unpack into our luxurious hotel, complete with squeaky bedsprings.Īs we settled down for the night I was wondering what the next day would bring, what excitement would take place (if there is any) or the expectation from my mum. As we retrieved our bags Mum and I headed for Manchester. Once the plane stopped, we got off and went to get our bags. Once we touched down in the U.S.A, we were all asleep because it was a long flight, when we hit the ground mum and I woke up with a shock. “While we were on the plane, it was very turbulent, at the start and the end of the flight. Then I said confused “In the U.S.A, in Manchester, that’s where we are going!?!” But then again she ignored me (as usual) and some how, some way we happen to go. But no, my mum encouraged me to come to Manchester but I argued with her saying “That’s where all the tornados are.” If I only stayed at my home in Australia everything would be all right. The wind was so strong it could take a house off the ground and whisk it around in the air. It was so peaceful in the middle if you went out of the hole it was loud and windy.

Then I saw an opening, it was like a hole that seemed to go up forever.

“I was in the middle of everything and I didn’t know what was happening.

Eye of the storm story