No, no, no, no, this was not happening. The news had just announced that a huge meteor, ninety kilometers in diameter, had just smashed into the Pacific Ocean between Hawaii and the United States. Tsunamis were advancing towards the West Coast shore of the United States, and everybody within two hundred kilometers of the ocean needed to evacuate. I couldn’t grasp the degree of this situation; it didn’t feel palpable. In the middle of grabbing the phone to call my parents, I staggered, realizing that they had just left for a business meeting in the city. I’d lived in Sacramento long enough to know that my whole family’s life was in jeopardy. What was I going to do?
Enchanted, but also horrified, I continued to intently watch the news. The
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The remaining people scattered, trying to reach places where they would be shielded. The garage was eight stories high, and I figured, along with everyone else there, that that was enough distance between the earth and I. As soon as I reached the height of the parking garage, the tsunami had just appeared over the horizon. I couldn’t make out how immense the waves were, but I was starting to seriously question if I was high enough.
After some time, I crouched at the side of the parking garage, meekly looking over the edge. My shaking legs betrayed me as I struggled to stand. The waves raced towards me at an alarming rate, smoothly weaving through the neighboring buildings. The water engulfed the smaller houses as if they were mere pebbles. The murky waters terrified me, but I couldn’t drag my eyes away from them. The tidal waves rammed against the walls of my shelter, scaring me to death. While the cement structure held its place, the slithering water snaked through any openings and filled the stories one by one. Just like the construction beneath me, my own mind was starting to flood with thoughts of death. My sturdy shelter no longer made me feel secure. Instead, I felt frailer than ever. I wished this nightmare would just end.
Though the waves still surged on, the water suddenly stopped rising. At first, I thought it was a trick of the eye, and I believed it was. Then, I gradually
In a world where a mysterious alien race has besieged Earth- survival is the ultimate goal. 95% of the world’s population was not able to achieve this goal; Cassie Sullivan is one of the “lucky” ones. The “others,”as the humans call them, set up five waves to eradicate the human race. Surviving the first wave wasn’t too difficult, it was, after all, just an EMP strike. The second wave really shook the world, literally. The aliens set the Earth’s tectonic plates in motion, causing thousands of off-the-chart earthquakes. The tsunamis that spurred from these quakes were detrimental; killing about 50 percent of the world’s overall population. The third wave proved to be the most emotionally devastating. A gruesome plague- created by the aliens
The waves were beginning to be pulled back similar to that of a metal being attracted to the magnet. It was not stopping, the waves were continuously being pulled
Living in Japan I knew we would experience earthquakes but I never thought I’d experience one so devastating to the whole country and nearby countries. March 11, 2011 was suppose to be a normal Friday, but at exactly 2:46pm, after I got home from school, everything changed. We were hit by a massive earthquake. I was terrified, so many thought were going through my head. I didn’t know if my friends and family were okay. I was leaning against the wall watching my cabinets open and cups fly out and picture frames fall and break. I could see the towers behind my house swaying back and forth as loud sirens went off all over the base. It was like this for 2 minutes. The longest and most terrifying 2 minutes of my life. Throughout the day there were many aftershocks. It felt like they were never going to end. Later that day a nuclear power plant exploded and the air was
In 2010, an earthquake occurred that scared ten million lives of men, women, and children. However, the earthquake
We knew that we were racing against time. My husband turned the key and the motor started to sputter and shake. He flipped some switches and tinkered with the engine, but nothing seemed to be solving the problem. Since he couldn’t figure it out, there was no question about it. We had to hook up the water bike and tow the boat back to shore. It was like a tugboat pulling a battleship. Just as we started our journey, our luck went from bad to worse. The sky that had been picture perfect was quickly changing. The sun was now playing hide and seek in the clouds. The once large white, fluffy, pillow shaped clouds that occasionally blocked out the golden sun turned into dark gray ragged clouds. With that came plump missiles of mass destruction that pelted our tender sunburned skin. It felt like icy needles penetrating throughout our bodies. The gentle winds that once danced with our boat suddenly turned into a fierce hip- hop which sent us into an ocean of mountains of angry waves. The boat tossed and turned in the heavy swells. The waves lifted us up so high and then threw us back down, I thought for sure the boat would break into tiny pieces. With one final tug, we finally made it to the dock. However, the strength of the swell, sent us crashing into another boat. Just as we tied up, I noticed a young lady unconscious on the dock. Her friends were by her side. I shouted out "Did anyone call 911" they said that they did
The water is up to my chest when it finally pulls me away from my roof. It drags me deep under the surface and I get hit by a gnarled steel beam that’s three times my size. I continue to sink as I lose consciousness and everything fades to
I turned the page quickly and read it to them. They then understood everything now. I said in worrisome tone, “ The tsunamis he’s creating right now, is him trying to get revenge again!” I paused. “ It said in the book that he's trying to gain possession of the city and that he's created tsunamis all along the east coast of the U.S!”
This generated one of the deadliest tsunamis known to mankind, killing over 230,000 people and leaving over two million people displaced. The epicenter of the earthquake was located in the Indian Ocean, right off the west coast of Sumatra. The tectonic plates beneath the ocean floor had been colliding and building up pressure for hundreds of years, until this day when subduction occurred between the Indian and the Burma plates. The process of subduction displaced billions of tons of water, creating waves that traveled towards the shorelines at hundreds of miles per hour and as high as sixty to one hundred feet. There was absolutely no warning for the people of Southeast Asia, as the tsunami progressed quite rapidly. (National Geographic,
After and the aftershocks, there was fear of a tsunami people started to worry. The Pacific Tsunami Warning Center issued a report saying that “no tsunami is expected,” although officials at the center warned of the possibility of one in Hawaii. There was so much damage they did not know what to do.
Wow, I did not expect this to happen. As my son and I grab all of our belongings and put all of the furniture in the attic where it won't get water damage we hurry to get out.”Jack get the dogs and put them in their crates while I get the jet skis ready.” Have you ever seen so much water! That picture is of my house underwater, sad right. It is August 25, 2017 and the huge amount of water just hit our house. As we get on the jet skis with cloths, money, 2 dogs, and some belongings my son and I start bawling and yelling; we don't know if we'll ever step foot in our house again.
There we were paddling our way down the canal unknowingly setting ourselves up for a disaster. We had been paddling for about thirty minutes, the cool water splashed onto my arms as I took each stroke carefully not to deplete my energy completely. As time passed I noticed that the canal had grown wider, and the current was just fast enough to drift us slowly down its sharp turns and ere underpasses. We had stopped at
As the worker pressed the button to go all I could hear was people screaming from another ride. As we went up I could hear the roller coaster clicking second by second. When we got to the top it felt like we were miles above the ground. We were slowly leaning over the ground feet dangling in the air.
It was warm, sunny, and clear. The southern coast of Asia is filled with everything from elegant resorts to poor fishing villages and even some isolated tribes who live amongst themselves with out any outside contact. On this day fishing boats were out on the Indian Ocean and tourists many of who were vacationing from far away as Finland, Sweden and even the United States were out enjoying the water, the beaches, and hotel pools. These local fishermen, tourists, and even the hotel workers had little idea of what was to come. And what was to come was and underwater earthquake and subsequent tsunami unlike anything they had seen or heard of before. As some tourists played in the water and lay on the beaches a few of them noticed that the ocean was acting a bit strange. In some areas the normally beautiful turquoise blue ocean was turning dark. In other areas the water began to recede exposing many fish and ocean material usually not exposed as far from the beach as these were. At first many tourists and locals alike ran out to look at and collect the fish that lay exposed. For some of the local fishermen it was a windfall as all they had to do was go out and fill their baskets and sacks with fish they would normally work hours fishing to catch. They were a few people however that knew something ominous was about to happen. One tourist named Tilly Smith an eleven-year-old
We were exceeding the speed limit by at least 60kmph! The vehicle was at top speed! I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. I knew that the island”s volcano was going to erupt someday, but not now. Ash started to fall from the sky. What would happen to my house? The school? But none of that mattered. All that mattered was evacuating. We had arrived at the airport. Ther must have been 30 cars with the doors open scattered all over the premisis. That’s more than this airport had ever seen. Some had their
Panic spreads through the streets. As I attempt to run off the island, I am only able to take one more glance backward, before the air thickens with acrid smoke and debris to the point that I almost become asphyxiated. Coughing and breathing extremely heavily, I continue to run as quickly as possible as visibility decreases. Meanwhile, the earth trembles and quakes beneath me from the constant pounding of bombs and missiles that are silencing screams and pleas for help. I try not to look around me, afraid of what I would witness and could never erase from my mind and from my heart. I then lose my balance from an explosion nearby, and my face hits the shell-ridden floor. Running on pure adrenaline and instincts, I regain my footing and continue to make a dash for the coastline, oblivious to the blood trickling down my face and hands.