It was normal Friday evening, I was cruising the coast in search of fish for dinner. I decelerated to my favorite fishing spot, the color of the ocean was a azure turqoise, it was beutfiul. All of the sudden I felt the boat rock from side to side, I quickly grappled a metal pole in order not to fall. After about 30 minutes the rocking seemed to seize.
I wasnt very fastidious about what was going on at the city, so I thought it was just a small quake. Since I didn't have a copious amount of fish I set my line out again. 10 minutes later I heard the ocean roar, and the birds started to fly off towards the mountains. Then I saw what seemed like a wall of water coming at about 200 m/ph in the distnace. I quickly accelerated towards the beach it was crucial I got to higher grounds. Once I got to the beach the Tsunami was a few miles off shore. I ran as fast as I could to my motorcyle and started for the mountains. I glanced at my side mirrior, it was too late, a mountain of water and debre was soon to hit me. I felt a pang in my back and I was pushed over, I was being tossed in the water as if I were a toy.
I was able to grab onto a side of a walll I could barely hold on for the wave had too much force. Luickily I was pulled into the building by a resident. Follow me to the roof he ordered, we stayed there for a few hurs drifting through the water watching the chaos. Then when it had calmed down UN, Red Cross, and Japanese adept rescue teams were deployed. Later that day I found my way to the middle school which was now being used as a shelter, I hope they had put their names on the survivor list to facilitate the search for them.
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nice story!it was funny and you used the words correctly...next time try to use more wordly wise words!
ReplyDeleteI loved all of your imagery and description:)
ReplyDeleteNice job!
You have a couple of spelling mistakes,
&and word verification too. :P