2 Mild but Worrying Tornados Hit my House

Date: 11/11/2017

I was upstairs at my grandmother's place on her balcony when I spotted my great grandmother just walking on the sidewalk by the house all by herself. Now she's been dead for 2 years so I was shocked to see her alive and well. Was I going insane or are ghosts truly real afterall? I waved at her and said "hi GG" in a quiet tone just in case I was hallucinating or something. She didn't say anything back or even wave, just looked at me for a few seconds before focusing on her walk again. Eventually she threw a small rock up to hit the window and I felt this was perfect because now I could prove whether this is real or not by grabbing the same rock. I did so and found it amazing that it was an actual solid thing and not an imaginary figment afterall and performed a couple reality tests by scratching it against the window as well as scrawling a word on the brick exterior by the balcony door. It was astonishing. I couldn't believe this find or what to do next with my discovery. Had my grandmother known this all along? I headed back in to help her move some furniture around like I originally intended when I'd come up here in when I spotted my uncle sitting on the couch. He died several months back from heart surgery so here again was a close family member suddenly back from the grave. What is going on around here? Surely my grandmother knows? Or I've suddenly been granted the power to see into the spirit world. I can't remember much else other than eventually heading downstairs to my place in our 2 family flat and straight to my room. For the first time I realized it was in the middle of summer and the streets were a bit lively with teenagers walking and playing about whilst keeping up noise that usually comes with the lot of them. I gazed out my window to find the sky getting suddenly dark and then spotting a small but fast tornado coming down the street. Did anyone else not see this? And why was there no warning or anything? I ran back upstairs to tell everyone only to find them shuffling with no urgency as if this was no deal. I went out into the connecting stairway to find I was locked out of my grandmother's which meant I had to just hold on tight and hope the tornado wouldn't blow the house down. I dreaded to think what would happen if it did. I'd likely lose things that have great value to me like my artwork, tablet and other electronic devices that are a big part of my world. What brought on these tornados anyway? I feel like there was some big event that happened beforehand like maybe an earthquake. The first wasn't heading towards our house until I thought about how I hoped it wouldn't change direction and well it did just that fast. It weren't strong enough to do major damage I wouldn't think, but enough to cause harm to your house or fling you like a doll across the street if you happened to be out there. Once it passed I went back to my room to thankfully find it still there. No damage. My brother was there now for some reason along with some kids from the neighborhood that had taken refuge. One in particular looked familiar and turns out he was someone I'd seen around in a dream that I had long ago. He was a little kid back then but now was a teen. No wonder I hadn't recognized him then. Just then another tornado came along and hit the house even. It was terrifying but once again there was no damage. I didn't know why this was happening but I wanted to get to the bottom of it. I woke up shortly after this.