Parents scatter around to look at the hard work that has been done. People read this and that confused what store they are listen to. My parents ask questions that do not relate to what is on my table. “BANG” BANG” I hear explosions from a far distance, people run trying to get a perfect view, magma oozes out from the centre of the volcano, big building are destroyed from the liquid of magma, hard and solid. Children run that way and this way looking and finding for electronic devices, they don’t listen or read any of our information, they look like tiny mice running under the floor boards, trying not to get killed. My heart feels so broken about people leaving and going to anther stores. Just this girl with golden hair comes over looking and reading my information. This was the day when she put a smile on my face.