'All was over, silent, mournful, abandoned, broken, the land had been plunged into darkness' This words, made by the Churchill, can best describe my experience.
During my summer vacation, I was sitting leisurely on a beach chair, and enjoying the beaming sunlight. Looking up the sky, a purple, shinny way suddenly smashed across the sky. When the ray vanished in the other end of the sky, originally tranquil land immediately rocked vigorously and the earth was crumbled. The modern buildings cracked with a monstrous burp, because of which, my ears were echoed. I couldn't hear anything but the scream of panic-stricken masses, or merely the howl of dying people. All of them wildly eluded away from the urban area, all the while carrying a desperate face each. Being despaired, grey mind sprung up my brain: rather I escaped, I were more willing to close up my eyes and followed the instruction of the god.
The dreadful catastrophe ceased. All became silent. I gradually opened my eyes. Terror filled up my eyes. Despair prevailed the entire atmosphere. Corpse lied around with a horrible and bloody face. I had no idea why the Pandora's box befell on me, as well as all people in Kendoz. Wearily, everything went black.
Fortunately, I was rescued by the emergency saving team and being hospitalized. Amid nasty medical smell, mourn pervaded, wrinkles emerged upon the face surface. This experience was deeply engraved in my heart and was certainly the most unforgettable experience I had.