The event at the Yellowstone super volcano erupted into my life, literally. It changed everything I ever thought I knew.
It all started two weeks ago, a beautiful summer day in June at Liaden Orchard, with nothing at all to warn us of the upcoming devastating, life-taking disaster. Being 17, my younger brother, Bob, at 16, and my girlfriend Kaydence the same age as me, we were just the right age to make it. The first thing I noticed was that the cats and dog were going crazy. The cats were hiding in corners and under chairs with tails bushed at nothing, and the dogs were wildly barking. Then came the earthquake. The ground started rumbling, and the ground cracked in areas. As the earthquake got stronger, the ash smell wafted in. We got the cats and dog in quickly, because that smell was the smell of death. Then came the ash cloud. It became visible on the edge of the horizon, slowly crawling across the sky. It blotted out the sun in what felt like an eclipse.
The ash has been in the sky since that day. The ash has made some new weather patterns, like ash tornadoes, acid rain, and ashwalls. Ash tornadoes are very dangerous; we have to go underground in a bunker when one happens. Acid rain is simply acid falling from the sky, caused by the ash and evaporation mixing. When the water condenses, it comes back down as acid. That’s also what’s melting the roof of the house above us and eroding the ground little by little. However, we’re safe from that and ashwalls down here in the bunker. An ashwall is basically a cooled slowed pyroclastic flow. It’s still pretty fast, though, and it’s a wall of ash picked up off the ground being swept along at approximately 50 miles per hour. I think we could harness the wind with a windmill and light some heat bulbs for the gardens.
“Hey Bob, Where’s the water? I’m pretty thirsty.” Said Kaydence, my girlfriend.
“It’s in here, Kaydence,” said Bob, my younger brother.
“Darn it. I lost my kit…Hey Jake, can you help me find it?”
“Sorry, I’m writing a paper on what it’s like right now, No,” I said.
“Whaddaya mean, you lost your kit, Bob? You’re a whole lot more susceptible!”
“I probably left it under my bed, Kaydence. I’ll keep looking.”
“You’re gonna be one unlucky little rascal if you lost anything in that kit!”
“I know, Kaydence.”
Each kit includes a set of sand goggles, a gas mask, some petroleum jelly, a watch, some cloths, and a med kit.
The ground started rattling, and the wall raced towards us through a glass-covered peephole.
“Don’t forget the kits! Bob, get that kit on right now, and shut the door! Alright, you all know the procedure, let’s get in the storage room,” I yelled.
Now that we’re in this dark room, I wish there was a peephole in here too. Tomorrow morning should be better, I thought.
Light! There is a sliver of light on the horizon! It’s morning, and I think the ash is finally clearing up! Woo-hoo!!!!!! This long hardship made Bob more reclusive because of pressure, and Kaydence and I more attached through experience. I think we are now one of the few who were strong enough to make it, and I think this moral and physical strength will pay off later.