Dream Journal
A volcano had erupted underneath my parents’ house. I and two of my siblings rushed to the basement to assess the damage, and found lava seeping through the bottom of the walls in my old bedroom and the computer room. It was bright red and pulsing as it seeped through the walls.
We decided that we needed to get away from the lava very quickly and so we decided to hide in the root cellar in the basement. We made sure the light was on and latched the door shut behind us. The cement floor quickly became too hot for us to stand on, so we stepped up onto some plastic gallon milk jugs still filled with milk. This put our heads very close to the ceiling and we pushed our hands against the ceiling to help keep our balance.
Soon the floor had heated up so much that the plastic milk jugs started to melt. Rodney said that we really needed to get out of the house. He, being closest to the door, opened it and we prepared ourselves for what we might find. The lava had come further into the basement, but there was just enough of a path for us to get to the basement door.
When we exited the basement we found my dad in the lawn. We all turned and stared with him at the house which was now sending waves of steam up into the sunny sky. We turned and hurried up the hill toward my grandparents’. We didn’t get far when I realized I had left my camera in the house.
I turned back around and rushed back to the basement door and found my camera in its case sitting on the porch. Grateful to have it safe, I headed back up the hill. Then I remembered that I had left my cell phone in the house too, but figured it wasn’t important enough to risk my life.
Once we were a safe enough distance away my dad said that he would go back to the house and see what he could do. We waited at my grandparents’ for a long time with my mom before we decided it was safe to return.
When we got back to the house we found the computer upstairs turned on with textbooks open on the desk. Dad had been studying for a class instead of trying to stop the lava, and he was no longer in the house. He had gone down the hill to my uncle’s house.
Themes: Dad