Conflict Creative writing:
Gale, a middle aged married man came home from work at lunch
one day on his break. His wife was still at work and wasn’t coming home. Gale
had worked hard for the life he had now. He had an amazing wife, a house along
the coast, which had an amazing view and an education that would fulfill his
dreams. Ever since he was a kid he had dreamed and strategically planned his
future. Now that he was an adult he had gotten everything he had wanted. Gale
turned on the radio and brought out the supplies he needed to make his
favourite sandwich. A sandwich composed of multi-grain sliced bread, mustard,
black forest ham, lettuce, and cheddar cheese. As he placed the slice of bread
on top and took his first bite of the scrumptious sandwich the announcer on the
radio sounded panicked as he said “ATTENTION! New news has come in that
everyone must evacuate immediately! A rupture in the ocean floors has happened
and an earthquake is sure to quickly come! Evacuate! Evacuate!” Gale wasn’t
worried about nothing especially about this earthquake, he had made his house
completely earthquake proof. He turned away from his kitchen and sat down on
his couch, grabbed the remote for his TV, which was on his coffee table and
clicked the on button. He ate his sandwich peacefully as he watched his
favourite show. Ten minutes later he could hear the screams and cries of people
in the town. He just sat there. The earthquake passed and house wasn’t harmed
and neither was he. A smirk appeared on his face and a slight laugh came from
his mouth. He went downstairs to his basement to admire how well the structure of
the house had held up. Little did he know that when he walked away from the
kitchen, the announcer said “A tsunami will follow shortly after the quake.
People, please be aware and protect yourself!” Gale, now in his basement was
inspecting the beams as he looked sideways and caught a glimpse to what looked
like a tsunami. He was terrified,
scared, his house was not able to withstand such pressure. He rushed over to the opposite end of the
house and started to grab all valuables. But it was too late. The water had
broken the window and was pouring in. He was almost to the door when the
pressure of the water closed it. He tugged and tugged as hard as he could but
the water was coming in too fast. He
started cursing and was feeling anxious. He had to get out! Adrenaline took over
his thoughts of survival. He dropped his
things and started yelling for help. He could hear the upstairs television
still on as a public service announcement came on, warning everyone to evacuate
and be cautious. The water was at his shoulders
and he was floating well above the ground. Luckily his ceilings were high and
he was grateful for that because he would have been dead by now. The water now
creeping up his neck, he took a deep breath which could have been his last, as
the water closed over his head. He held his breathe and went over to the window
and tried to get out. Shards of glass were still attached and made it
impossible for him to escape. He gave up, and closed his eyes. Gale was running
out of oxygen, the pain in his lungs was excruciating. He prayed. The pain in
his lungs went away, the adrenaline, the fear, the thoughts of survival went
away. Gale, a man who got want he ever wanted died, drowned of water in his
basement.
