My eyes flew open. What is going on?! Oh, just another earthquake. That volcano is getting worse, it keeps rumbling! With a long sigh I got up. Today, the first of August, will be long since I had no sleep last night.

After breakfast I had to go to the market. I have a terrible feeling but nothing is wrong. I passed the baker, the sweet smell of fresh bread that made my mouth water filled the air - and my lungs.

Then, of course, as soon as I let my guard down there was another earthquake! I tried to grab something to stop me falling but came up empty handed. Instead some man - the baker I guessed - grabbed my arm. Thank you Lord!

Once it stopped he let me go and wandered back to his shop - or what was left of it - as it was now just rocks and corpses. I picked up the messages and ran back home. My Mum was there. As soon as she saw me she left and so I started to cook lunch. Again.

It was dark outside. Too dark. Like nighttime. Something was wrong. I felt sick, really sick and then it happened. There was a loud noise as the earth shook. It lasted for several minutes. I was not worried, no one was. Until the sky turned red that was.

I ran outside and my heartbeat and breathing stopped. The sky was red and rocks were flying everywhere! My heart started to beat at double its normal speed but I had more things to worry about. Like the rocks covered in fire flying towards me.

The first flew past me. The second one hit my arm. I screamed as my arm flew back. I was losing consciousness. The last thing I saw was lava coming my way...