Volcano
It was an
ordinary day until the worst had happened. I heard the neighbours screaming
outside my window, I had no idea where to go. My mum rushed into my room and
had told me to leave as quickly as I could. I had no time to pick anything up, I
had to go. I could see the lava pushing itself up through the volcano, coming
down into our streets rapidly. I ran as quickly as I could, my mum was far behind
me, and she could not keep up. I had turned around to see she was nowhere to be
found. The neighbours and I stopped to find a shelter we could hide under. We
all prayed hoping all are loved ones would show up, my mother never did. I had
lost everything; all I had was a few family members left. So many people died
from no-one’s fault it was so unfair. Our town was ruined and so were all our
belongings. I started to question god’s existence,
if he had all this power why did he not help me? My family and I all had a
strong faith before this event occurred; now we have no faith. I will never
know why god did not stop this natural evil. 
KOD
A good effort here - well done! Try to go a bit deeper with your questions, what exactly would they be asking? How would it effect their faith in the long run?
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