Me and my sister went to my grandmas house. We were having a good time but a really big storm hit. I was worried cuz of my dog and my parents (they were still at the house) after the storm passed and I woke up the next morning.... we went to our house and it was just a pile of debris. I immediately asked my parents about our dog and they said he’s safe. I went to our bedroom only to find a broken bunk bed. I searched for any of my art supplies or artworks but found none. I freaked out because I was just about to start selling them and I could have made money. I was extremely sad about my art and my moms dinosaur year old computer.