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In the wee hours of the dawn you start to wake,
Not knowing what your day has in store for you.
Yet you still stir and rub your eyes and convince yourself that today will be a good day.

Rising with drips of sunrise passing through the curtains of your room, you fumble your way to the bathroom.
On autopilot you proceed with the normal activities of the morning rituals.

Getting dressed a sense of darkness jars you, an uneasy feeling that cannot be shook.

Trying you must but failing, you open your door proceeding into what should be the depths of your home, to continue the morning rituals, most notably obtaining your first cup of coffee.

A blast of wind slaps you in the face, you draw stiff and astute. The darkness encases you.

Proceeding with caution, you call out hoping no one responds, but fearing the worse.

Surveying the kitchen, a tornado has come through, destroying everything. Turning quickly, you notice your front door is torn off it’s hinges, and the bay window is now a hole in the wall.

You freeze, stone cold in shock and awe. How could this happen? How did you sleep through this?

Stepping out side, you see the destruction of your neighborhood, not a house still standing. A refrigerator smack dab in the center of your drive way. Old man Hal, from up the street, yards from where you stand.

Pinching yourself, hoping you’ll wake up from this nightmare, you wake up in a dead sweat, soaked through your jammies and screaming out for help.