Yesterday we had really bad winds I mean really bad winds. The wind was up to 60 to 65 MPH. In my backyard I have a trampoline, but we don’t have sand bags to hold it down because it kills the grass. My dad wasn’t supposed to be there he was supposed to be in a hotel in the area where we used to live for his work, but he came to visit because he had been gone for a week. He was down their for a class on his work, but he was home and I was glad. When we woke up the trampoline had moved into the corner of our yard, but that wasn’t a big deal except the fact that it crushed a piece of furniture out there. We were all standing in the living room except my two brothers. We were all just hanging out playing a game on our devices, and then my dad looks out the window and the trampoline is flipping over the fence. For this to happen the wind had to get under it. My dad sprinted out there chasing it down the street. My sister, mom, and my older brother run out after him. The trampoline was rolling down the street into our intersection. My family got a hold of it and brought it to the fence. They couldn’t flip it over with the winds and how heavy it was, so they had to tie it to trees with some cords, but not like lamp cords. Once it was done they came inside and were all glad nothing happened to anyone’s property. They were also glad that my dad was there to get it. Now my family knows to tie our trampoline down when there are going to be high winds. Lesson Learned.