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We had hail the size of baseballs. My stepdad's car's front and back windshields are in the car in tiny pieces. It has holes in it. There are dents on the top. Just about everyone lost one or both windshields, and everyone is devastated...
I was at the community action center for Operation Backpack (school supplies and backpacks for poor people) when it started. Sounded like a stampede...Sounded like boulders were falling on the roof. I was first in line, I got there over an hour early to get a good spot, and finally, around 11:45ish, my mom came up, and told me the damage. Everyone was totally shocked, everyone had cars that were totaled.
After my mom and I picked out my and my sisters' backpacks, we went outside. My reaction was the title. Windshields, windows, dents, just about every car. Branches, everywhere. We eventually worked our way home, and I changed my jeans, because they were soaked and muddy.
Then, I saw our car...It was terrible. Monica (next door neighbor) is, like, the only one who has full coverage. Our other next door neighbor was crying. There are holes in the siding, it's just awful out there. The maintenence guy was out here taking pictures for the insurance company. (I live in a townhome) Our glass patio table was only an iron rim, with a crapload of glass. Then, I went over by the pond...Or, should I say, gigantic lake-river thing. Probably the largest it's ever been since the straight line winds. Anyway, Cassandra, Dylan, David (L), and a high schooler named Amy were back there, and they had two boxes - wounded ducks. They had a few dead ones that Brad (Cassandra's little brother) and Dylan, and some other boy had fetched. I went to get a couple more boxes, and oh, it was just awful. ;_; One was almost dead, it kept having seizures, and had brain damage, and one was okay, it just had a broken leg, one had been hit in the eye and the beak, and the other one had been hit in the eye and towards the rear. It looked like it had been shaved there. Amy told her mom to get bread, and we tried to convince the ducks to eat. The duck that was all but dead wouldn't eat...I don't think any of them did. Amy was trying to call the DNR, but they kept telling her to call somewhere else, and I had to go inside to watch my sisters...My stepdad came home, and I went back out, and they told me someone from the DNR was coming. She came, and the six dead ones were put in a big black trash bag, and she took the four in their boxes as they were. She looked at the pond, and said none of the remaining ducks seemed too bad, so she left.
I just tried to call anna, and then I got call waiting, it was the county office, so I gave it to mom, and she hung up. then, we got another call, and she just said, "No, this is her mother," and went in another room. Stupid mother. -_-
So, I guess I'm alright. ._.
 AGCourtney · Thu Aug 24, 2006 @ 08:22pm · 0 Comments |
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