On December 16, 2016, I was joining a final test try out at school. It was held from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. One of my schoolmates, Cecille, asked me for accompanying her to the bus stop. When we arrived there, suddenly the heavy rain fell down from the sky. Cecille suggested me to go home soon while she was entering the bus. It was still raining when I was at home. The rain did not stop and became bigger when the night had come. People were standing in front of their house, hoping that the flood would not come. In the middle of the night, I got news that Padang had been drowned. The next day, Padang had become a flood area. All activities were paralyzed. No one went for work or school because the land had been covered by flood. However, I thank God for not allowing the flood entered my house. Even my house had been changed into an emergency kitchen. It was so crowded there. My father and I took a walk around the center market. All that we could see was water. At night, the flood looked like a beautiful ocean with the moonlight on it. I felt as if I were one of the passengers of Titanic who was sailing on the sea. Finally, the flood started to decrease in the next morning. My family and I cleaned our front yard together. That was the greatest flood that I had ever experienced in my hometown. What happened with the writer’s house when flood struck Padang?

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On December 16, 2016, I was joining a final test try out at school. It was held from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. One of my schoolmates, Cecille, asked me for accompanying her to the bus stop. When we arrived there, suddenly the heavy rain fell down from the sky. Cecille suggested me to go home soon while she was entering the bus.

It was still raining when I was at home. The rain did not stop and became bigger when the night had come. People were standing in front of their house, hoping that the flood would not come. In the middle of the night, I got news that Padang had been drowned.

The next day, Padang had become a flood area. All activities were paralyzed. No one went for work or school because the land had been covered by flood. However, I thank God for not allowing the flood entered my house. Even my house had been changed into an emergency kitchen. It was so crowded there. My father and I took a walk around the center market. All that we could see was water. At night, the flood looked like a beautiful ocean with the moonlight on it. I felt as if I were one of the passengers of Titanic who was sailing on the sea.

Finally, the flood started to decrease in the next morning. My family and I cleaned our front yard together. That was the greatest flood that I had ever experienced in my hometown.

What happened with the writer’s house when flood struck Padang?

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