20 ft death.

Sitting in my room just reading a book.
Looking out yonder at the rain as it gently hits the roof.
Moms in the living room making dinner for the family.
Sisters playing with her dolls just like any other day.

Dads out on business, like always just trying to make a living.
We dont own a TV.
We arnt the richest people.
But we get by day to day.

We live near the shore.
Just a run down old two bedroom house.
A dog named jesse we like to feed when we can.
Just a normal day.

As the minutes go by the storm picks up.
The rain comes down harder,
The wind picks up drastically,
The lighting and thunder get closer.

A few hours later I started to get a bad feelings when the storm didnt stop.
We always have waves hit the house a little when we have a storm.
But as i look at the window, I see what i thought couldn't be,
Our 20 foot death.

The waves came crashing down right over us.
I dont remember what happened after that minute.
All I know is its just Jesse and Me.
Only ones left in the family to survive Hurricane Katrina