The wind sounded like somebody whistling. The windows rattled, they were wet and cold.
Leaves and stones smashed against the windows.
The wind blew trees over, they crackled to the ground.
The rain was like Ranginui crying down to
Papatuanuku.
The storm made me feel scared because I thought the tree was going to fall on me.
I was excited at the same time because it had never been so windy.
The storm was exciting!
By Josephine
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