these strange dreams about going on a trip, and this tornado that came. It was huge, and I was crouching, waiting for it, each second this huge gasp. I was waiting for the twister to strike, to suck me up into its thumb, to be disappeared, my eyes were closed, but it never got me. I opened me eyes and it was gone and there was this big blank silence. I woke up to my name getting yelled up the stairs.