The Angry Strom

It was a warm summer evening when the skies were a pearly white. The White Pearly skies started turning to a faint gray. Then the slow winds blew like a tornado. The 60-mile-an-hour winds headed down the steady sea. The white caps over the ocean grew steadily.  Within less than 10 minutes the white caps were a foot high! The little town of normal peace was an uneasy feeling for this little place called "home" was not home at all. With the end of the trails of wind coasting down the shorelines! Everyone tucked with the lights out. No sun in sight. Then the waves shifted slowly to the other shoreline East to be exact. Then the waves cleared to a smooth surface. You could see it was like magic the seas weren't angry anymore. The town flourished, and the people in it were safe and sound. No one was injured and the people who did have storm damage were okay too. It was a "Miracle" that there truly was another feeling of a universe's protection.