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I thought I was going to die in my car today....

I'm driving home today from work...i decided to stop and get some food before heading home. I really didn't need to stop and spend money on food, but i just wanted to stuff my face with some unhealthy food today. it was a ruf day and rather than stopping by somewhere for happy hour, i thought id just eat. so im ordering....i notice the weather is starting to look REALLY bad, but of course im eating so im not paying attention to anything else but getting my food into my mouth....out of no where it starts to turn and its like tornado like weather! im on 377 just passin the walmart...my mom works there, i should stop and just hang out there till the storm passes...nah, ill make it....lets just make sure to call the house to make sure someone is home so im not home alone during this storm...call no one answers...call my little brother....nothing...call my dad nothing...finally call my sister (and remember I'm still driving and eating) my sister picks up.....yeah i should get into shelter, theres tornado's everywhere, i SHOULD turn around and go back to walmart where its safe....nah ill make it home riiihgt? NO!!! oh my goodness! driving in that rain was awful! i couldnt see past the hood of my car, the wind is whipping everything around my car, things are flying....im terrified! my food has no longer distracted me from whats going on around me...i am now fully aware of whats going on around me...i can barely keep my car from swerving due to the wind....i just want to make it home! im still on the phone with my sister....im terrified! im not going to make it! well it was nice knowin ya! so i finally exit 407....theres a bridge....shelter...sort of....i pull up into the safety of the bridge as much as i can....sheets of rain and wind are coming around the side of the bridge...other cars are starting to park too....at least i have fellow bridge seekers. theres a gas station right not far down the road but i cant even see it! its within walking distance of the bridge that im huddled under but i cant even see it! the color of the sky is an errie greenish/brownish color.....my house is less than 10mins down the road...im too scared to try and make the drive home...im just going to wait it out.....shouldnt be too long right? NO!!! sat there for a little over 45mins....it starts to hail.....oh no....im done for.....i have several towels and blankets in my backseat....i left my sun off open a few months ago during another storm....so of course i havent taken any of the towels back inside the house....but im glad they were still there....i needed them for today! i hung the towels up by the sun visors in my car, grabbed a blanket and sat in my back seat with the blanket over my head....i was so scared that the windshield was going to bust! all this going on...I'm still trying to call my dad to inform him that im about to die. Every time i called it would go voicemail! HELLO?! You're daughter calling to say her last goodbyes and NO ONE IS ANSWERING THE PHONE!!! "dad! I'm sitting under a bridge about to die and you're not answering your phone!" Urgh so frustrating! Well obviously I'm still alive....i made it thru this horrific night. I hate storms.......I hope i never have to experience that kind of fear ever again!

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