A Shocking Storm

Today there were six tornadoes all in one day. It was so cool. At the fourth tornado we went downstairs in the basement. It was exciting. Me and Kira were entertainment. We brought our flashlights. One flashlight was old fashioned. It was a lantern. Then a lady came. She went out the nearest door to check how the storm was going. Then we went back upstairs.

After the storm, my sister dropped her toy when she was on the balcony. The toy went in the yard below us. I went barefoot outside to get it by myself. When I got down I couldn't open the guy's gate. Luckily my neighbors were outside and they helped me. Apparently the yard was flooded with water from the storm. And remember, I was barefoot. But I took the cobblestone path so my feet didn't get soaked. I grabbed it and went back out and ran barefoot through the pokey leaves that fell off the trees. When I got inside I rang the bell and mom buzzed it open.

Then we got ready for grandma's birthday. Yesterday we bought cake mix and frosting mix for the cake. Today we finally used it on the birthday cake. We cooked the cake 5 or 10 minutes too long. My mom says it was too dry but I said it was okay. Grandma was 15 or 17 minutes late for her own party 'cuz she had to go to work early. She was late to work. Did I mention where she works. She helps make the laws. Let's quit talking about this blah blah stuff. And talk about some real stuff.

There was a tornado near grandma's house.

This is the fake end because it is the end of the paragraphs my mom and I have written so far.

Now it is the end of the day and Kira is watching Sprout and they are doing the sprout stretches right now. AWKWARD. Baby yoga. My sister is hanging out sucking her thumb. She heard me say awkward and said it. I'm used to it. She says it a lot. She just said it four times. BE QUIET KIRA. This is the real end.

Bye.