Tornados in North Minneapolis

One of the articles that my group member wrote was about the tornadoes that happened in North Minneapolis. I lived in the neighborhood. The house you see posted on our websites, the upper right picture with all the trees, that's my house. It was damaged. It was the most scariest thing that happened in my life. It was like walking to a nightmare-but this time it was real. My mom, 16 year old brother, 13 year old sister, two year old baby brother and me was inside the house when it happened.
It was on a Sunday of May 22 around late 1:45-2:00pm when it happened. I was listening to music and coming up with beats for my lyrics. My mom was cooking as usual. My brother and sister were playing video games on the x box. My dad and older sister went to my grandma's house to look at a new car. First there was a black out. My brother and sister as I stated earlier were playing video games. They were right next to the windows. But all of a sudden, there was a loud swish! But then the power went on again. So, my brother and sister ran to the bedroom and looked for more video games to play. Then the power went completely off.
But in the blink of an eye, the siren was on and that's when I knew something was wrong. I felt the wind pressure coming toward my house. It was faster then the speed of light. I won't ever forget that moment. I screamed at my mom and said, "Mom! Tornadoes is heading this way!" My mom automatically turn off the stove and ran for cover. My brother and sister ran with my mom and hid for cover as well. My family went to "shock" mode and I think they forgot about my baby brother who was asleep in the living room. As shocked as I was, I was calm. But before I could run for cover, I grabbed my baby brother from the living room and ran all the way down stairs. I was crying so hard and my baby brother woke up from this. I remain calm and told my brother that's it going to be OK. My family was crying and screaming. It was so horrible.
When the tornadoes finally past, my mom screamed for me and my brother. She opened the door and my baby brother was safe in my arms. Everyone in my family was safe. My mom called my dad on the cell phone and told my dad what happened. My mom handed me the phone and my dad's first question was "Where is my son?" I screamed, "Dad! A tornadoes came and our house is destroyed! I'm so scared. Your baby is OK! I knew how much your sons mean to you..." I couldn't finish my sentence because I was breaking in tears. There was a long silence. I could hear my dad breathing heavily from the phone line and then told me this, "Listen, honey, I need to talk to your mother." I gave the phone back to my mom and went downstairs and cry even harder. I won't forget that day.
But when the tornadoes cleared out, the whole neighborhood went out. People were running and crying. My community started chopping down trees to get through the streets. Polices car was blocking the streets and helicopter were flying everywhere. I never saw that much care in my neighborhood. It was very heart-warming to see that. But few houses were swiped out. Its like a ghost town.
I survived the tornadoes. My whole family are safe and sound. I didn't get to reunite with them until three days after the disaster happened. I was happy to see them again because they took shelter at my grandma's house. Its really devastating in all but I'm working my way and trying to get through it. Our electricty is back on but there's still a lot of streets that need to be cleaned up.
I am strong and I will get through this. I am a tornadoes surivior and am glad to be here today. I have big plan for the future.