blog #10

Character Conflict Story

It was about 10:30 and I couldn’t fall asleep. I could hear the wind knocking on my window as I watched my favourite tree, with my tree house in it, sway side to side. I’ve had that tree house since I was six when I helped build it with my dad and grandpa before my grandpa passed away in the summer of 2006. I was scared because if the tree did fall it would probably damage the house and I would be devastated. I was startled by the opening of my door. It was my brother Logan checking if I was awake. When he realised I was and he ran in. “Scarlett! I’m scared!” he said to me as he jumped on the bed, “me too.” I gave him a reassuring look thinking that everything would be alright when all of a sudden there was a huge gush of wind followed by a loud crack. Logan and I looked out the window and saw that our tree house was visibly cracked and our tree house would be on the ground soon enough. My mom and dad ran to our room to see what happened. My mom said that a hurricane was starting and my heart dropped.  I have never experienced something like this before and it was frightening. Suddenly a million thoughts and concerns ran through my head about what was going to happen to my house and the community and even my friends and family and their houses. As my mom was comforting Logan because he was crying he was so scared, I heard a big crash. On the ground shattered into pieces was my tree house. I didn’t think that I would get as upset as I was. I felt so bad because it was a memory of my grandpa and Logan and I spent so much time up there. I wanted to run out to get the pieces but my parents said that I had to get to sleep and that we will deal with it when it’s safe to go outside. That night my brother and I couldn’t get any sleep and we kept waking up because of all the noise outside.