Sam & Cat & the Haunted Thundermans: The Dark Twister

Chapter Fourteen: Tornado #3
Carly Shay POV

"Carly, I have to go to a meeting," Dad told me, as he stood next to my bunk bed.

It was 10:00 P.M. in Italy and I was trying to go to sleep. I sat straight up and looked at my Dad. This was the fifteenth meeting that he had to go this week.

"But, Dad, this is the fifteenth meeting that you've gone to this week and the third one today!" I complained.

"I'm so sorry, sweetie. This isn't fun for me either. But, when you're in the military, you're always so busy that you rarely get to do any of the stuff that you enjoy!"

"Dad, when I agreed to come to Italy with you, I thought that we would be spending more time together."

I saw a tear slide down Dad's cheek. "I did too, sweetie. I did too. But, I promise that we'll do something tomorrow!"

I rolled over on my left side, so that I was facing the wall. "You've been saying that for over a year, Dad."

I heard Dad sniffle a bit. "I know, Carly. I know. I love you," Dad told me, as he leaned over my bunk bed, so that he could give me a kiss on the top of my head.

"I love you too, Dad," I replied, as he left our little room that we had been staying in for over a year now.

I looked around. I was miserable and my surroundings did not help me. Our room was painted grey and so was the floor. Almost all of the furniture in the room was made out of grey metal, except for my bed and the small couch. My bed was a small bunk bed with a metal frame. It had white sheets and white pillows with grayish-blue blankets. I slept on the top bunk and my Dad slept on the bottom bunk. The couch was also a grayish-blue color.

"Why grey, why grey?" I thought to myself, "Why not some cheery colors? Why couldn't of they painted this room with some cheery colors?"

The room didn't even have a window to let any sunshine in. There's nothing for me to here on campus, so I just stay in all day, playing on my Pear Phone and Pear Pad. There are many kids here on campus who are around my age, but they are all either mean or miserable all of the time. Most of these days, my Dad either has to go somewhere with the rest of the military, or has to go to a stupid meeting.

"I hate this!" I thought to myself, "I'm so miserable here! I should of never agreed to come here! I miss Spencer, Sam, Freddie, and Gibby! I was so much happier when I had lived in Seattle! Why didn't I stay there?"

I just sighed and closed my eyes, hoping that I would fall asleep and have sweet, happy dreams.

Just as I was drifting off into sleep, I heard the alarms go off. I could see the flashing red lights through my eyelids. I opened my eyes and looked up at the alarm that was above my bunk bed. No it wasn't a fire alarm; it was one of those alarms that go off during emergencies. I sat straight up in my bed.

"WHAT'S GOING ON!?!?" I screamed over the alarms. Then all of the sudden, the grey front door swung right open.

Dad immediately ran up to our bunk bed and picked me up out of it. He carried me over his shoulders as he ran back towards the front door.

"DAD, WHAT'S GOING ON!?!?" I asked, "ARE WE BEING ATTACKED!?!?"

"NO, BUT LOOK UP!!!" Dad told me, as soon as we had gotten outside.

Even though it was dark, in the sky, I could see a forming, spinning, funnel of clouds. I shrieked. It was a tornado and it was forming fast. It looked as if it was only twenty feet away from the ground.

"Shh, shhh! It's going to be ok, Carly," Dad told me, trying to clam me down, "We're going to the storm shelter."

"Ok, Dad," I replied, trying to hold back tears.

I have a secret fear that I've never told anybody. I have a huge fear of tornadoes, and this was certainly not helping it go away. This tornado was just like the ones I've seen in my nightmares; it huge, scary, and spinning at a fast rate.

Once we had finally gotten to small, white building that was hidden from the rest of the buildings on the campus, Dad put me down and we both ran inside, along with the rest of the crowd of screaming people. As soon as we had gotten inside, we ran down the set of huge, white, concrete steps, which led down into a huge basement; our storm shelter. My Dad and I were forced to huddle against hundreds of people. The storm shelter was just a huge, white, concrete basement with a closet that had everything in it that we needed to survive; food, water, blankets, flashlights, generators, flashlights, and batteries. Everybody in the room was silent with fear, as even more kept on coming in.

"Dad, I'm scared," I whispered.

Dad inched closer to me and hugged me. "It's going to be ok, Carly. Everything's going to be alright."

I started to cry softly into Dad's arms. "I hope so."

"I know so."

About thirty minutes later, we all heard a tearing sound. I was now even more scared than I was before. I began to cry even harder. Shrieks filled the air. The small, white building that was top of the storm shelter was being torn apart.

"Shhh...," Dad tried to calm me down, as he stroked my hair, "It'll pass by us."

I continued to sob into Dad's arms. Then, all of the sudden, I saw the white front door of the building slide down the steps. People had to move out of the way, so that it wouldn't hit them. More shrieks and cries filled the air, including my own. Then all of the sudden, I heard a tearing noise at the top on the stairs. The tornado slowly destroyed the steps and the ceiling, as it made it's way down into the basement. People screamed as they ran as far as they could away from the steps. They didn't get too far though; the room was filled with squished people. Screams filled the air the tornado touched the white, concrete floor. The tornado then made a right and headed towards Dad and I. The tornado gently threw people to the side, as it made our way towards us. Luckily, the people who were thrown, were caught by the crowd of frightened people. Dad and I slowly made our way through the crowd, as we tried to get away from the tornado. It was no use; the tornado was picking up speed and it was following us.

"DAD, I THINK THAT THE TORNADO IS FOLLOWING US!!!" I cried.

"Now, don't be ridiculous, Carly," Dad replied, "It can't be! It doesn't even have a mind of it's own!"

"BUT, LOOK!!!" I exclaimed, as I pointed towards the tornado.

Dad immediately turned around to see that the tornado was following us.

"OH MY GOSH!!!" He screamed, "WELL, MAYBE IT'S JUST A COINCIDENCE!!!"

"HOPEFULLY IT IS AND IT WILL LEAVE US ALONE!!!"

"YEAH, HOPEFULLY!"

Finally, Dad and I had made it all the way to the east wall. The tornado was still following us. It gently tossed people to the side, as it got closer and closer to Dad and I. I clang onto Dad and started to sob in his arms again.

"This is it," I thought to myself, "Pretty soon, I'll be dead."

Just as the tornado was about a foot away from us, Dad jumped in front of me.

"I'M NOT GOING TO LET THIS TORNADO HURT MY LITTLE GIRL!!!" He shouted.

Then all of the sudden, I watched Dad become airborne, as the tornado picked him up and spin him around.

"DAD!!!" I cried, as I watched the tornado throw Dad across the room.

Luckily, the crowd of frightened people caught Dad as well.

"I'M OK, SWEETIE!!!" I heard him shout back, as the crowd gently put him back down.

The tornado was now inches away from me. I screamed as I closed my eyes, so that I wouldn't see the tornado coming. Before I knew it, I felt the winds pick up around me and I became airborne.

"CARLY!!!" I heard Dad cry in terror, as the tornado picked me up even higher and started to spin me around.

"DAD!!!" I cried in terror.

After a few seconds of being spun around by the tornado, I noticed that I was still alive and that the tornado hadn't tossed me to the side yet.

"How am I still alive!?!?" I thought to myself, "How come I haven't been torn to pieces yet!?!? How come I haven't been tossed to the side, like everybody else yet!?!?"

As the tornado started to carry me towards where the stairs used to be, I started to become dizzier and dizzier. Then all of the sudden, my vision started to close-in on me. I was experiencing another thing that I was afraid of; going unconscious.