Now Entering: The Suck Zone

Yep. You guessed correctly. It's story time.

Okay, so every single day after school I walk over to my mom's work. There I sit from 3 until 5 when my mom gets off.

It's not that bad really. Sometimes I have clubs to go to like Improv Club and more often than not I have at least one person keeping me company till 3:30. The rest of the time is passed with reading or messing around on my iPod.

Today wasn't unlike any other.

I met up with my friends Sasha and Sam outside the school. We stood around in the shade and talked for a bit before heading on over the my mom's office. Once inside we sat in the lounge and ate the snacks that we had stored for us in there. It was a perfectly average picture. The only part of this that had been even remotely odd was when a lady walked by the room with two small dogs. Other than that though, it was just another day.

Par normal, Sasha left first then ten or so minutes later Sam left the building.

I took my stuff into my mom's actual work area. She shared the space with two other employees and there was a spare desk which I sat at when it came time to wait. I got on Tumblr got caught up on my dashboard and events going on within my fandoms. At about 4:30 I noticed how dark it was outside. Around this time my mom started chatting with the other people in the room.

They joked about leaving work early. There were some thunderstorm warnings headed our way and they wanted to see if they could beat the weather. The discussion was dropped and they went back to work.

Ten minutes later, the sirens went off.

Since we were siting in a room where one wall was made of windows, we all decided it would be best if we moved.

I grabbed my backpack and the four of us made our way across the hall to an office that had once been a closet. The lady in there welcomed us (and a few others in). We were informed that everyone else had gone home already. This lead to jokes about them getting swept off the road in the winds. It also lead to statements about how we should of left at 4:30.

Someone came into the office and said that we needed to go across the street to another building to seek shelter. They said that a tornado had touched down nearby.

Now it was pouring down rain outside.

And I meant pouring. It was just sheets of rain and the wind was whipping around. The sky was tinted green and lighting flashed every once in awhile.

We were clearly not going outside in that.

Instead we sat in the office thinking.

Someone eventually decided that we should probably consider a better shelter than this former closet. Going to our actual storm shelter was briefly considered but the idea was abandoned once we looked outside.

My mom said that we should go hide in one of the closets. It was a fairly good size and would be decent shelter should any twisters come our way.

However, right as we opened the door to the closet, the power went out.

And the closet wasn't exactly empty either.

As we opened the door and the power went out, the people who were already in the closet taking shelter screamed and shut the door.

About a dozen smartphones lit up and we made our way into the storage area.

The people inside were quick to welcome us into the closet. I sat on some boxes and listened at the people around me called loved ones and updated them on the situation.

Unfortunately for me, when the power went out, do did the Internet. I wasn't able to tweet about the whole ordeal which I was more upset about than the storm. Periodically someone went outside and gave us an update.

"It's real windy out there"

"Still storming."

"A tree fell down over onto the street."

After twenty minutes of sitting in the closet we determined that it was safe enough to go home.

Now, I should mention this. My mom doesn't exactingly park close to her work.

She parks close to my school to make it easier on me in the mornings.

Any other day this would have been fine.

But today it was raining cats and dogs. The walk to the car probably lasted around a minute, a minute and a half.

By the time we reached the car we were soaked. Like, soaked soaked. Like, swimming in your clothes soaked. Like, walking to your car in the pouring rain and getting splashed by passing cars soaked.

We made it to the car, however soggy, and set about going home.

Using the magic of hands free calling we got into contact with my dad. The conversation went something like this.

Mom: We just spent 20 minutes sitting in a closet!
Dad: Why?
Mom: We didn't want to go next door for shelter.
Dad: Why did you need shelter?
Me: The tornado?
Dad: There is no tornado.
Mom: They said that one touched down.
Dad: No it didn't.
Mom: The sirens went off.
Dad: Those were for high winds.
Mom: Oh
Dad: I'm going to go get a massage now.

I guess my mom's work has poor sources or something. My father was making it quite clear that THERE WAS NO TORNADO.

Feeling safer we decided to call up my sister Karen. We told her what happened, she was slightly whiny.

Before I say this next part, there is something you need to know.

We have clowns living by our neighborhood.

Daisie Mae and Spangles. They have a sign in their yard, a tiny smartcar (which we dubbed the clown car) and an RV.

Clowns in general are just creepy so imagine my surprise when I turn to see the clown RV right behind us.

I have no idea what fate was thinking.

"We already have the storm and power going out trope. They left the building so there's another...what does this horror movie need? Oh yes. Clowns."

Mom and I told Karen that the clowns were following us.

Karen said to ditch them as clowns were bad news.

Eventually we got home (clown free I might add). It seemed the fates had one last bit to throw in before leaving us be.

Pulling up into the driveway I noticed one thing.

My brother's sun roof was open.

I told him and he closed it, which for now I'm going to say was the close of my adventures today.

All in all? I'd give it 4 stars.