It all started on the beach. As usual me and my family were having fun on the beach. Then all of a sudden we felt rumbling, we thought we shouldn’t worry about it. We thought it was another earthquake, but it was stronger.
That was when we realized that it was a volcano eruption. We didn’t have time before a storm was stirring up, then out of nowhere the volcano actually erupted. Some weren’t worried, because they wanted to see what would happen. A very dumb dog ran straight to the lava lake, it burned straight away, I ran closer to get a good look at what the dogs remains were, but there was nothing there. Very scared I ran back to my family who were waiting for me.
We rode straight away even though none of us had our seatbelts on. Dad thought we should take the motorway, but there was a traffic jam. Man, Dad should’ve listened to mum. We saw dark clouds conjure above us and the wind picked up. We saw lightning flash up ahead. We were totally focused on the storm, we forgot about the volcano. It was only when I saw something whistle ahead, it looked like a rock, a volcano rock. My Mum leaned forward and turned on the radio for instructions.
The radio man said that the safest place to go was Mangere. Dad drove us there and we were in Mangere for like two whole days and a half. We got home in a rush. We were shocked by the mess. It would take us ages to clean it up, not to mention we needed new repairs for our bathroom and roof. Geez, that should take us nine days to finish. We’ll get through it.
After the nine days of hard work, Dad asked if we wanted to go to the beach to celebrate our good work. Me, Mum and older brother all looked terrified, we all shook our heads and ran straight to our rooms. Our littl sister obviously didn't remember the volcano, because she wanted to leave straight away. My Dad said he was joking, but it didn't look like he was joking, it looked like he was desperate.
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