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I realllllly, really, REALLY, hate tornadoes. I think I was scarred for life when my parents took me to see Twister when it came out (I was like 6 or 7) and it was storming so bad that the power went off in the theater a couple times - so scary! But it got worse: we barely made it home, we were in my great-grandpa's old SUV and I remember my mom had to keep wiping the inside of the windshield so my dad could see. The rain was so heavy that when we finally got home, the moment we stepped out of the car we were drenched. Yup, I think that traumatic little event is what struck the fear of tornadoes in me. Ha.
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