Mountain of Fire
June 10 1886
A sudden jolt woke me up I looked at my pocket watch wow it was only three o,clock
in the morning I wonder what woke me up?. The ground shook under my feet, so that
was my answer earthquakes. I ran out of the house we were staying in then disaster
struck, mount tarawera erupted spewing ash mud and lava. I looked back at the flaming
wreck of a house that we had ben staying it was sad to see it go up in flames, it had been
my favorite place in the whole village but now it was just a flaming wreck.
all around me I could see people with pillows over their heads I found out why the hard
why the hard way a splash of mud landed on my hand and it hurt just to do a
description of the pain imagine putting your hand in a white hot fire but it was endless
pain. this is where I leave off its to dangerous to write and run from a volcano at the
same time.
same time.
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