Talking Tornado

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So this is going to sound a bit wierd but something I dreamt recently. Enjoy!

I was at some location with family and some known and unknown faces.  A house or something of that sort.

We have been given an extreme weather warning alert –  A Tornado warning.

Well this is very unusual for someone in my country and for sure I have not witnessed one in my country todate.

The family and few others gather around and look at a map to and draws up a particular route stating that it was the route shared in the news on the tele; the anticipated path of the tornado. (I do not even know if its possible to do that)

We all agree and come into agreement that we do not have to ecvacuate as informed on the tele as it would not come near us.

We wait. Others in hiding. I am out in the open and lo and behold! there it appears. The dark brown tunnel going up into the sky. It did look slim and for me I was just standing there admiring it. I could not move nor take my eyes off it.

Though it was anticipated that it would not cross our path; it does. Not destroying us but almost just brushing the property where we all were. By this time, the others all realizing the grave danger ahead had gone in to places for cover. But I am here out there, all by myself admriing this magnificent thing!

Then something strange unfolds before me. Whilst the tornado is still, a handome man appears and tells me ” Don’t worry! I changed my route and will not destroy you or the people here!” And I respond ” Aw! thank you!” and I think I was blushing. (yes, I know this sounds ridiculous)
And as I gaze at him, the man as he gets back in the tornado and leaves.

All this while our phones were jammed and no one couldnt make any calls or send texts. I know I had my phone and was probably taking photos or videos. But, not this particular part of the event!

Suddenly, there is calm and all in hiding comes out and asks me if I was insane to be standing there. All thier phones starts ringing and mine starts getting a lot of missed call alerts and sms’s etc. And then a message  from the tornado ” Hey I am passing the car park now. You should come over here and move your car!”

So this is my ridiculous tale of a talking tornado!