It was just another ordinary Day in my ordinary town. I was watching TV when suddenly I heard a deafening noise. it sounded like a huge explosion, as if a huge gas tank had erupted right next to our house. For a second or two I sat absolutely still, and then I jumped up and rushed to the front door.
The sight that greeted me outside was like some scene from an action movie. Debris was scattered all over the road in front of the house, and patches of fire were burning all around the area. A huge petrol tank was lying on its side and 100 metres from our house, it's left side reptured and pouring out litres of petrol. The cars immediately around it were just wrecks - they didn't even look like cars anymore. Luckily (and amazingly, I might add ), there were no scattered among the wreckage.
I ran towards the horrific scene to see if anyone needed help. I could already hear sirens in the distance and saw a number of my neighbours also rushing to the scene. Then things became weird. I heard a high-pitched whine which slowly turned into a deep rumble, and the next thing I knew a blast of light came from somewhere and simply annihilated a building at the end of the street. I followed the path of the blast of light to the science building, a place that no one was happy to have in town. There had been rumours that the scientists were experimenting with extremely volatile chemicals and it seemed that they weren't rumours after all! When the building exploded, people screamed and ran back to their homes. I stood gaping at the demolished building like an idiot.
"Ow!" I yelled as my mom grabbed me by the ear and pulled me back home. "Stay inside and leave this to the police to sort out!" she yelled at me. "Why don't you ever stay away from trouble?" She hollered and banged the front door shut. I smiled sheepishly at her and said, "Well, at least this time I wasn't the one who had blown things up. May I have some cookies and milk please, please."
D.Abrahams
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