OC RP Dakota

 When I think back now, the storm hit before Halloween.  We all went out that night, it was still nice. I heard there was a storm coming in. Somebody was saying it was Hurricane Melissa, but I don't think so. I try not to watch the news these days, anyhow. It's just so bad. 

Ezra and I were together. He was trying to calm me down about the whole ordeal with Fiona and Matty. I still think she must be crazy. How could she let herself be with such, forgive me for saying it, a loser? Yeah, that's just what he is. And, it's like she thinks she doesn't deserve anyone who would actually be good for her. Sigh, I'm trying so hard not to think about it. And I'm not. Not now. Not after I lost everything in the trailer.

At least we made it to the shelter before the sirens even went off, but I didn't have time to really pack. And I know I didn't have as much as Ezra. I do have my phone and my laptop. I just wish I had thought about my favorite coffee mug and my bowl I eat cereal out of. Yeah, just two things I miss. It's kind of funny, but not really.

I have to be thankful nobody was lost in the flood. Not even the stray cat that hangs around my place.

 I don't know what I would have done if I had stayed. Life is so fragile. Those old house trailers didn't stand a chance. How could I have lived there these past few months? I still have my job. It's just that I don't have my unicorn picture anymore. A lot of the little things I didn't even know I treasured are gone now. I don't even have a coat.

It was such a rush when I had to leave. I couldn't think straight. I don't know where I would have put that picture anyway. I know I'm not the only one going through this, but it leaves me shallow and wondering what's next.