The Volcano Story

When my younger brother was in elementary school, for class he wrote this really awesome story, below. Since today is his (twenty-second) birthday, I decided to put it up on the internet for everyone to read. Someone ought to make it into a movie or something. It would clearly be a blockbuster.

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The Volcano Story
by David Justice

A long time ago there was a scientist. His name was Daniel. He and his wife were volcano explorers. One day on the Fourth of July, some people went up on the volcano to set off some of the fireworks. It was nighttime, so the fireworks really showed up well. But the fireworks weren’t just small fireworks like blossoms and bottle rockets. They were like the ones you get at the gas station. They were big fireworks. Daniel liked the artillery shells the most.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake. The people ran down the mountain as fast as they could. Then the lava started coming down the mountain. The volcano was erupting. The lava was coming about thirty miles per hour.

Finally, they got to safe ground, but only a few made it. Daniel glanced around to see where his wife was, but he only saw his partner and two other friends. He looked at the mountain. He saw a lady running from the lava. It was his wife! But when he got closer, he realized it was his wife’s partner, Donna. Daniel didn’t like Donna very much because she always tried to make his wife laugh.

When Daniel got home, he went straight to bed. He cried for about five minutes and then went to sleep. That night Daniel had a dream. It was about ten o’clock a.m., and he and his wife were exploring the volcano. Suddenly, it erupted. To Daniel’s horror, a flaming monster came out of the volcano followed by two more. Daniel’s wife was in shock so she couldn’t move. Daniel tried to grab her, but the two monsters got her first and threw her into the volcano. Daniel tried to run but the other one grabbed him. He burst into flames and screamed. Suddenly, he woke up and saw his dog, Spot, on the bed, licking him.

“Get off of me, Spot.” He got out of bed, put on his clothes, and went to the kitchen. He poured himself a bowl of raisin bran and then poured milk on it. After that, he looked closely at it. “Ahhhh! There’re ants in my cereal!” He opened the window and poured the cereal on the ground. He looked in the box and saw black ants everywhere. “I’ve learned not to buy cereal at little stands on the side of the road,” he thought. “They just want my money. No wonder they have a sign up that says ‘No Refunds.’ Well, I’m not even hungry anyway,” he said aloud.

Spot, Daniel’s Dalmation dog, came into the kitchen with his tongue hanging out, expecting to be fed. Daniel picked up the dog food from the pantry, poured it into Spot’s bowl, and went to his room to find his shoes. One was missing. He found the other one beside Spot’s bowl. It was all chewed up.

“Oh, Spot! Why did you chew up my shoe? Now I’m going to have to buy a new pair. I’m taking you outside for this,” he said sternly. “What a terrible day this is.”

After he got his new shoes, he went outside and put them on. Then when he started to walk, he felt something pushing up on his toe. He took off his shoe. He reached into his shoe and pulled out a hundred dollar bill.

“Well, this isn’t turning out to be such a bad day after all,” he said gratefully.

When the person who was selling shoes looked in his shoe to get his hundred dollars, it was gone. “That guy took the wrong shoes!” he shouted. He ran out the door after him. “Hey, guy.” He pulled his gun out of his pocket and shot at Daniel.

“Are you crazy?” Daniel shouted. The guy shot again, but he missed. “What is wrong with you?”

“You stole my money,” the man shouted back.

Daniel, as most people would do, ran for his life. The guy chased after him. Daniel ran down the street as fast as he could, looking for a place to hide. “It’s good that loser back there has bad aim.”

After a few minutes, Daniel was all out of breath. He couldn’t run any more. Just then he saw a weapon store. “Oh, great, just at the right time, too,” he said sarcastically. Forgetting the cramp in his hip, he ran towards the store. When he got there, he realized it was locked. He glanced up at a sign that said:  Closed. He glanced back around and saw the man running towards him. He wasn’t very far behind. Quickly, he jumped off the stairs, kicked open the door, and ran inside.

The guy saw Daniel go into the store, so he ran towards it. Daniel looked out the window and then looked down at his watch. It was past nine o’clock. Suddenly, Daniel saw a phone. He ran over to it and picked it up. The guy was at the door when he heard Daniel pick up the phone. When Daniel had picked up the phone and dialed 911, it rang twice before someone answered it.

The guy aimed at the powerline and shot. All Daniel heard was the person saying, “Hello.” After the man shot the powerline, a spark flew out and went into his eye.

“Owww!” the man screamed. “That’s it,” he said. The man kicked open the door and yelled, “Alright, whoever you are, why don’t you come out and fight like a man?”

“What do you want?” Daniel said.

“You stole a hundred dollars from me.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Yes, you did.”

“No, I…”

“Oh, shut up or I’ll kill you.”

Daniel pulled the hundred dollar bill out of his pocket and gave it to the man. After that, the guy said, “And for stealing it…” The man pulled a gun and pointed it at Daniel.

Just then a person yelled, “Drop the gun and put your hands in the air.” It was the police. The guy shot the policeman in the chest. That gave Daniel a chance to run. And the salesman ran out with a grenade launcher in his arms.

“He is insane,” thought Daniel. He ran inside, closed the door, and started filling his pockets with guns. There were two cars in the lot. There were two people in each car.

“He has a grenade launcher!” The shoe salesman shot a grenade at the car. One of the policemen was clumsy; he didn’t know how to unlock the door.

BOOM! went the police car. Then he saw the other policeman running away, so he pulled out an oozi and shot the policeman about ten times.

Daniel looked out the window to see what was going on. He saw smoke and fire everywhere. After that, he looked back and saw a door made of glass. He picked up a shotgun and went to the door. He tried to open it, but it was locked. Daniel was so mad that he picked up the shotgun and hit the door with it. Glass flew everywhere. He ran out of the door towards the mountain. The guy went to the other police car, punched the window, and got in. He started the car and drove towards Daniel. He pulled out his pistol and shot Daniel in the arm. Daniel yelled in pain. For the first time, Daniel outran the car. Suddenly, he felt something grab him and pull him into a cave. He turned around and saw his wife.

“I thought you were dead,” he said gladly. “Why didn’t you come home?”

“I don’t take chances like you, Daniel,” she said. “But what happened to your arm?”

“It got shot.”

“Oh. What time is it dear?”

“It’s eleven o’clock,” said the shoe salesman.

“How did you find us?” asked Daniel.

“What, do you think I’m deaf?”

Suddenly the ground began to shake and then stopped.

“Well, it’s not going to matter now.” He aimed the gun at Daniel. Just then lava poured down on him. He screamed as he died.

“Well, that’s what I mean by taking chances,” she said. Then the ground began to shake again. But this time, it didn’t stop. They kept on wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, lava burst out the back of the cave. They ran but then they saw lava pouring down over the entrance. There was no way to go. The lava was coming toward them so quickly. When it reached them, they screamed as they got covered in lava.

THE END

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1 Response to “The Volcano Story”


  1. 1 Wintery Knight March 12, 2010 at 3:14 pm

    It’s got guns and a volcano, which is good, but he misspelled Uzi, which is bad. I give it a solid B+.


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