The Dust Bowl

Has there ever been a time where you felt like you're in a horror movie? Well, I have and it was THE worst time that I've ever experienced in my lifetime. It's called, "The Dust Bowl." I bet you have heard of dust storms but this was the worst, and I'm talking horrible. All the dust just rolled in on one day. I was sitting in my house on a hot August day watching my little brothers and sisters. I got off the couch and went outside to go check on my clothes that I had drying on the clothes line. Before I could even take a step out the door, the dust came thrusting in and filled my mouth and went down to my lungs. I didn't know what took over me and I just started choking crazily. My mom had to come and grab me and hurry to shut the door so no more dust would enter the house. My eyes were stinging, my throat was burning, and I couldn't take a break from coughing. My little sister came and brought me a wet towel to set on my eyes to ooze the pain. I felt a little better but I kept coughing for approximately ten minutes. I recall seeing my mom putting sheets under the door because dust particles were trying to enter from the crack. After this first encounter, I was so scared to leave the house. All of us kids dropped out of school and just stayed home and tried to help keep the dirt out the house. One day, my little brother was in his room and he opened his window because he thought that the storm was all over and the dust attacked him. He was screaming and hollering but when we ran in to see what happened, we were too late. The dust took over his lungs so bad, that his organs started panicking and couldn't take it, and he died. I couldn't stop crying because how would the Lord just let something like that happen to my brother? I was depressed for a couple days after that and very cautious. From then on, I knew this dust storm was no joke and I had to step in and keep all eyes on my family. I couldn't afford to loose anybody else and just writing this is bringing tears to my eyes. I think I am going to end it here because I can't deal with writing what I experienced.