Julia looked. The clouds near the horizon were dark, nearly as dark as night and they seemed to be moving in a pattern. Julia had never seen anything like it before.
"What is it?" she asked.
Robbie motioned for his sister to get up, too. "I think," he said slowly, "it's a tornado."
Julia didn't like the way the clouds looked, but she didn't think it was a tornado. "We've never had a tornado here," she said. "Tornadoes can happen anywhere," Robbie said.
"What do we do?" Julia was suddenly scared.
Robbie grabbed her hand and they ran toward their bikes. He didn't take his eyes off the clouds. "It's still pretty far away," he said. "But we have to get home."
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