A Story A Day. Story 147 of 365: Earth.

Everyone was sleeping to the sound of rain. It had been raining for days and the kids were already tired of indoor activities. The family had rented the log house for a week, expecting to spend time outdoors. No one was awake when a section of the mountain crumbled under the pressure of the gallons of water that had been falling non stop. No one saw the mudslide devouring everything it encountered on his path. And no one was aware they were dying until they were already buried alive.