A story I will never forget
by Gigi Pickles
I was only 7 when Cyclone Tracy stuck and I will never forget it. I'd already been in other cylones, so when we got the warning we didn't think anything of it, boy where we wrong.
It was christmas eve when it struck, and boy was it loud. The wind was scary and I remember thinking as soon as I heard the terrible winds that this was gonna be a bad one.
The wind ripped all around the house and I remember screaming "mama im scared" and my little sister ran up to me and curled in my lap. She was only 5 she shouldn've still been there.
The next thing I new everything was dark. I started screaming "mama mama where are you?" but all I heard was silence, dead silence.
Suddenly I heard a cry or a scream. It woke me into conscieosness. It was my little sister. She was badly hurt. Blood everywhere. I got up. The house was ruins. I felt a sharp pain rising up my leg.
I couldn't see anyone. I ran back for my sis. She was laying there. She wasn't breathing. I started screaming. And then everything went dark.
I woke up 3 days later in hospital in Adelaide. It was a crowded room full of people injured in the cyclone. My aunt was there. She and my uncle had found me and my sister.
My sister was dead and my mama's body was never found.