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A Storm Story  

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A STORM STORY Usually I could have cared less about a the arrival of a hurricane. Many had come and gone causing little damage in their wake. This one though, with winds traveling upwards to one hundred and forty miles per hour, proved to be a force to be reckoned with. Hurricane Jeff had left a devastating path of destruction every where it went and made everyone fearful. It was large and it moved extremely slow, as if to relish its work. Many were killed so far and hundreds were still missing . It was like the storm wanted to set an example for those who wished to test its strength. What sent fear ricocheting through my stomach was the fact that we were in the projected path of this brutal deadly beast. The first gust of wind came with biting intensity. It shook the trees vigorously, making the branches dance. The...

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