Eruption

entry for 300 or under daily flash fiction 3/24

The sky above turned to charcoal black with gray undertones. Everyone stared up in space, not sure what this new development could be. The ground below started to rumble as if a jet airplane had taken flight. There were no airlines that flew through this area so everyone was concerned. My grand mother knew what all of the signs meant though, even if no one else did. She has lived in this area all of her life.

People finally saw the smoke coming from the thought to be extinct mountain that loomed in the distance. "Run for cover!," they started to shout. One by one everyone started to scamper, not knowing that you can not outrun the majesty that is Mt. Clara. People started running to their cars hoping to reach the main land in time before the top blew.

Highways and byways were filled with the cars of everyone trying to out run Natures fury. Lava started to run down the sides of the mountain and ran down to the tree lined horizon as if the trees were tinker toys, bending and breaking and burning its way down in all of its might. Fires broke out in the path of the lava and the ash continued to rain down on us as we ran for our cars to go and join the never-ending line of people making their way to the main land.

"That is it," my mother exclaimed to my grandmother in the back seat. "Next time, you are taking this trip to visit us. I am never returning to Hawaii!"

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