Last Friday, March 5, Logan and I went to go camping. When we were leaving Logan’s house to go camping, we’d been driving for about 30 minutes and the phones were making alert sounds. Logan and I were like “What was that?” Logan’s grandparents said “There’s a tsunami.” My house was right next to water and I thought to my self ‘If it hits my house it’s gone. Damn.’ There were three more alerts about the tsunami and saying evacuate. But when we got to the campsite I called my grandma to see how they were doing. While we were calling another alert came saying it was all clear to go home.
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