Last night I woke up around 2:15 AM. Not really sure why I woke up, and thinking back, I could tell something was slightly off. I heard my dog start to whine a bit in her crate in the other room, which she never whines at night. I decide to look at my phone to see the time, and there's a notification on it that said "Tornado warning in your area: Take shelter immediately." So I threw off my covers, turned off my fan (I sleep with it on every night) and sure enough, I could hear the sirens. I know the sirens do their job, but I hate how they sound. So eery and foreboding. I looked at the weather radar on my phone and it showed two red cones of tornado warning headed my way. I muttered some less than God-glorifying words as I threw on some tennis shoes, grabbed my pets, a blanket, and my pillow, and closed us into the bathroom. I sat on the floor shaking as I called my dad. I had him look at the radar and just talk with me. He assured me that they were further north than I was, but I asked him to stay on the phone until it was over, so he gladly did (I love my dad).
I'm fine, I don't think there were any touchdown tornadoes after all, but it was still scary. I LOVE storms but not when my life is possibly in danger, and not at night, especially living by myself with no basement. Even after it was over, it took me a bit to calm down enough to fall back asleep.
This is the second time I've slept through tornado sirens. The first time my sister woke me up, this time my dog did.