Restart plz comp...

Ok, its time to pump back in life into this dead blog though im not really sure that many people will read this. But still, i have been surfing round and found out that i could post many things, so i'll give it a shot..

First, i'll post stories and interesting sayings so that i hopefully can make you all much wiser and knowledgeable.

An eruption of a volcano

It did not feel like an ordinary day for the villagers living below the volcano, Mt. Vesuvius. Seismic activity was felt at a level which they had not experienced before. Minor tremors were felt before but somehow this day was different from the others. It was a warning of the impending eruption which was about to come. Since earthquakes had happen before in the area, many of the inhabitants did not fear or worry and went on with their daily business. Trade and activities continued uninterrupted by the warnings. As the heavy, long, frequent tremors continued throughout the day, a few villagers began worrying and realize that the day was not going to end like all the others. A minority of the citizens took heed of the warning and was busy making preparations to leave the area for at least one day. The majority however, weren’t as worried and stayed. None of the majority was ready to pay the price of their doubt when the volcano finally erupted.

The volcano finally erupted with a terrible, horrific, chaotic explosion which could be heard from miles around. The villagers panicked and fled for their lives. To them, it was the anger of the gods at their sins. The tremendous explosion sent millions of tons of ash soaring into the sky. Lava was spewing out from the mouth of the volcano in rhythmic, devastating, bursts. Carbon and sulfur dioxide was released into the atmosphere in large quantities. The ash blackened the sky, turning it pitch black. The fearful citizens ran away as quickly as they could while some hid in their homes, hoping to wait out the disaster. But all prayed, hoping to live to see the next day. Soon after the initial eruption, chunks of thick ash rained from the sky onto the homes below. The ash that fell was between the size of a pebble to a car. Many of the remaining villagers were already suffocating from the chemical which were released in to the air. Old men and women along with young children were the first to fall victim to the ash and chemical filled air. The inhabitants who left their homes risk being killed by the falling debris from the sky. The ash which rained down continuously collected upon roofs with such weight that it caused some to collapse. Even the villagers who fled early did not manage to escape the chaos as the volcanic ash was sent thousands of miles around.

However, this chaos would pale before the coming pyroclastic flow. The flow consisted of hot gas and rock traveling at speeds up to hundreds of kilometers an hour and reach temperatures of a thousand degrees. The flow formed a cloud which made an eerie glowing red in the dark. As it sped down towards the village, the inhabitants looked in shock and fear at the incoming flow. The wave crushed all beneath it, building and houses were turned into rubble, people were burnt alive by the heat leaving only burnt corpses covered in a layer of thick ash. Buildings were mowed down easily by the pyroclastic flow, unhindered in its advance. Not long after that, the flow came to a halt, leaving a trail of death and destruction. Many other towns, cities and villages could also feel the effect of the ash. Thousands perished in that single day, and more would die from the aftermath. The destruction that happened would take decades to recover.