Last night I had a dream about tornadoes. It was a very interesting dream, because I was able to hold the tornado in my hand. I remember this dream starting in a small town that had a lot of brown hills and had just two buildings. One of the buildings was a market and the other directly in front of it about thirty yards away was a large two story house. I was the only one in the store, and a radio was one. On the radio the man said there is a tornado on the way and everyone should grab shelter. Right then I thought about my aunt's house and how it would get blown away. Worried, I ran out of the market towards my aunt's house when I saw the tornado coming right for me. Not knowing what to do I ran straight for the tornado and picked it up. The soft swirling spinning swirling wind tickled my hand, so I started laughing a lot. Then I woke up from my weird dream.