Roar, first draft

One evening as the sun was setting I heard a sound I couldn't explain. It sounded like a roar but it had no source. I didn't hear it with my ears, it stirred my soul. I was confused. Then it was over. I felt settled again. I heard the birds singing in the trees and the wind blowing through the leaves. 

I didn't hear it again for a week and forgot about it. Maybe it was some kind anxiety attack. Maybe it was hormones. Then as I was rolling out my garbage can, I heard or felt or became one with that roar. 

I looked it up online. Neighbors on message boards asked what it was. So it was real. 

A week later, at the same time, I went outside. Most of my neighbors were also outside. The roar started again. One of our elderly lady neighbors collapsed beside her husband..We rushed to help her. Someone called 911. Her husband said they were trumpets warning about the end of time.

A week later, I sat on the porch waiting. I read on a message board that people were meeting near the courthouse to listen to the roar together. I decided to stay at home. I felt it in my soul, throughout my body. It was unsettling yet peaceful. What was the roar trying to say to me?

I searched online. There were videos all over the world from people asking what that roar was. It had no origin, it didn't cause vibrations, it didn't echo. There were fake videos, videos claiming it came from the government or it was aliens, or it was announcing the return of Jesus Christ.

That is not what that sound communicated to me. It wasn't a warning or a trumpet. It just was.