Dust Bowl

My day started out pretty normally. Thursday morning, and slightly windy. I woke up, and as usual, went to the barn to collect eggs for breakfast. My family were farmers. We got all of our food and money from farming, contour plowing, and also from our bakery up town, so we can pay our mortgage. During the week I worked at the bakery, and during the weekend I worked at the farm. I was heading towards the barn, when a sudden wind swept me off by feet for a second. It was so sudden that I didn’t know what happened until it was over. It was weird, but I shrugged it off and kept walking towards the barn. After I got the eggs, the barn started to shudder, as if

something huge was shaking it. I looked outside, and saw this giant mass of dust heading our way.