I was tired and hungry, so I fell asleep on my mother's lap. I woke up the next morning, August 29th, at 7am and a woman sitting under my seat and I were talking about her recently deceased grandson. After five minutes of conversation we heard a sound that sounded like a train. I was slightly excited because I had a weird obsession with natural disasters, so to be able to experience one I was ready. The noise of the train began to get louder and suddenly holes began to form in the roof as if someone was pricking it with a needle. Everyone started shouting that the roof was going to blow off, so the National Guardsmen in charge of guarding us led us into the basement. As we walked towards the basement we passed a window and I looked out to see things flying in the streets and heavy rain. That's when I realized this is something more serious than a weather channel story. My family and I found our corner against one of the walls and sat and talked until the storm came