I was warm just a minute ago, but since I got hit with that small breeze I feel sort of chilly. Today is like yesterday, but today the wind is a lot calmer. The leaves are rustling. And now I must go, but I wish I could stay here forever writing. The anemometer on our school is like a ferris wheel turning with the wind.
Sand blows onto the gears and the anemometer crashes to the ground.
Clouds cover the sky and my hair starts to get wet. A wind storm awakens. The trees rumble. A tree falls. People run for shelter under the big tree where the branches are so tight no water falls upon them.