The blizzard Inside the house

"I was home when the blizzard started, except the windows were open and nobody seemed to mind. Snow drifted into the living room and piled up on the couch. I kept closing the windows, but when I looked again they were open. My brother was watching TV like nothing was happening. I asked him why we weren't leaving, and he said, "We are." Then he got up and walked outside in a t-shirt. I followed him, but the street had disappeared. There was only white everywhere, and I could hear cars somewhere below us even though I was walking on solid ground. My hands went numb, so I put them in my pockets and found a pair of gloves that were already warm. Suddenly I was in a store, and everyone was buying candles. The lights flickered once. I picked up a blanket, then realized I was back on my street, holding a small blue tent. My brother was inside it, telling me the snow would stop if we stayed quiet. I woke up cold, even though my room was warm."