Shelter
Jacob ran as fast as he could possibly go. It was too fast for him. He was terrified of it. He looked back, and saw trees being thrown around and houses being picked up. It was the biggest tornado he had ever seen. He turned back around and started running again. His backpack was very heavy, and was hard to carry and run at the same time (he was walking home from school when he saw the tornado). He was almost to his home, but he knew he couldn't make it. He was too slow. It was already right by him.
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