Strong Wind

I woke up around 4am this morning from a bad dream. It was a dream about tornado. We were on a visit to some place that I can't remember. Outside the window, I saw 4 tornadoes coming towards us and we started to panic, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. When the tornadoes hit the building, we tried to avoid the tornadoes by standing in between the tornadoes. When the tornadoes passed us, we were relieved but suddenly the owner of the building wants us to go back because if anything happened to us while visiting his place, he will be held responsible. Reluctantly, we board our bus and starts heading home. Along the way, we saw many houses shattered, cars wrecked, damaged road, everything was destroyed. It was sad and devastated.

I was scared. The bus was insanely speeding and nobody tried to warn or stop the driver, I was hoping someone will shout out at the driver to slow down, but no one did. Out of nowhere, few more tornadoes suddenly emerged from the ground to the sky, more tornadoes, I didn't count it because I'm in awed and shocked. I think everyone was. The tornadoes were coming towards us and chasing us! We were down and now up the hill, we tried to speed away from the tornadoes behind us and we didn't see the dead end in front, the road has collapsed leaving a big gap as if the ground has split into two... The driver didn't stop the bus or maybe he can't, so we just went free fly....

and I woke up. 

Outside my window the wind continues to blow, I saw my window curtains being pushed and pulled so hard because of the wind.  I heard the sound of helicopter passing through. I checked the time, 4.32am. I was frightened because I thought the tornado was coming. I really did. The rain keep dancing with the wind and thunder come and go as it pleases, I saw bright light every seconds. Strangely, the roar of the storm seems far away all these while. All of a sudden, the wind blows harder and I saw it, a very bright light that lasted for more than a second outside my window. It was so bright that you'll believe it was a day light outside. Then, poffft! the electricity went off. At that moment, the fear took over my body, my heart was beating faster and even the sound of it pumping blood was so clear in my ears. I wish my hubby is here with me. 

I was really scared and trying to close my eyes and ears from the bright light of thunder and the angry storms that now can be heard.

Memories

I once been told that I will have four children. Two daughters and two sons. 

The first being a girl, we named her Esmeralda. She is like me, the sister and the protector. No, maybe she is not, she would not be the sacrificed that I have been. I would not allowed it to happen. She take responsibility in whatever she's doing. She loves it when mummy includes her when preparing their meal of the day, even though she is not doing anything big, just fetching the sauce or spoon, mummy always makes her feel like she's done an important job. She loves mummy, daddy and her siblings so much.

Our second is Chrislucas, he loves his toys. He likes to do things on his own without being disturbed. He is creative and mystery is his thing, it satisfies his hunger for the unknown world outside his territory. His toys consist of cars, robot and anything looks mechanical. He would ensemble them, study their body parts and then constructing them again. He loves his toys and you better keep your hands off on whatever things that he already acknowledged of as his possession.

Their little sister is sweet. Swandra is the name given to our sweet little daughter. She loves her daddy so much. She loves it especially when she have quality time with daddy and the Ugly Duck. Yes, it's story time, it's that time of the day she loves the most. As long as you give her the attention she wants, she's not much a trouble, she always be the sweet little girl. 

The youngest, he enjoys watching his sisters and big brother playing, arguing and laughing. He loves his mummy and daddy so much that he quietly watch them while mummy is busy in the kitchen and daddy concentrates on his newspaper. When mummy put his blue cotton hat with the words 'Quanstantine' neatly sewn in front of it, he just give his baby smile to mummy.