Well, there was another dust storm last month, worst one yet. It lasted for days this time and the dust was thicker than grammas split pea soup. My nephew John has weak lungs and I'm worried another storm may be the end of him. Sadly little Johnny isn't the only one with problems like these, the dust storms have been difficult on everyone.
It hasn't always been like this, in fact, storms are actually quite a recent concern. You see, back when the war as on the wheat we produce was a very high demand. Our fields were only so big and to compensate we decided to plow bare grassland. Sadly after the war, the demand was low and the prices of our wheat plummeted.
At the time, the time people thought it would be wise to plow even more land because the chance of a bumper crop would be higher and this way people could at least make a profit. To make matters even worse drought then followed leaving nothing but dried up crops and dust for soil.
With dead crops and nothing but dust the wind easily could pick it all up blow it around. The little to no roots left of where we no longer strong enough to hold the soil in the ground. eventually, more an more dust eroded creating the worst dust storms I've ever seen.
When the storms get really bad it seems as if a giant wall of black is coming towards you. When a storm hits, the dust is almost completely unavoidable. It will get in your home through the tiniest cracks and will be in every nook and cranny imaginable. If your lungs can't tolerate the dust then you are at significant risk for catching pneumonia. After that, you can easily pass away within a number of days. Unfortunately, I know many people who have.
Within the next few weeks I am most likely going to have to move to the city. There is not much left for me here and my health cant only take so much. Starting a new life will be difficult, however I am hoping it will all be worth it in the end.