The wind was strong. I could feel the vibration of the windows rattling my bones. Pieces of debris slammed against the house and I knew whatever was out there was getting closer. I prayed that the path would be diverted but I knew it was in vain. I knew that this would be the end. I felt it in my soul. I felt it in my heart. I felt it as the tornado ripped off the side of that house and I was swiftly decapitated by a frame that was hanging in the room. The wind died down.