I was standing watching my son take a ride on a donkey cart up hill on the most beautiful road with luscious green hill tops ans flowers all down the side of the road The houses were lovely victorian style cottages As i waved to my so a huge rush of water came over the hills and flooded the entire town and i stood and watched how my son had washed away and i could do nothing to help him I ran screaming towards the debris left behind but i never found him