100WC – Week #2 – Dominika

I look at my calendar, todays the day.

I burst open the door and feel the wind in my face, “yes its hurricane day” I respond happily  “wait why am I opening the door.” I slam the white door and run to the hallway by the room that says weather fans only. As I open the door I remember the sticky spray I put on the door, it’s like the doorknob sneezed on me. “mm” the smell of the dirty washing made me dream suddenly I realised the storm had stopped “dam it, it was only a minuscule storm.”

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