Dear Diary,
I am absolutely excited that I have finally got the new carpet for the floor, it was getting pretty packed with all the toes hanging around. My two best friends came rushing to my place, desperate to talk. I knew that look when I saw it, so I quickly opened the door only to find them wasting their breath talking about some punishment being given. They said something about a person called Prometheus. When they had finally finished, my mouth stood ajar. I had no idea what was going on.
It was utterly weird of them to just come in and tell me such nonsense. It jumbled around my head, until it all hit me, Prometheus was the man who gave us fire! Because he didn’t teach anyone how to make the fire in the first place, not to mention all the wood in the town. I was going back to sleep, when they grabbed me against my will and took me to the place where he was punished and was eaten by seagulls. I was shocked at what I was seeing, I hadn’t came for his punishment and must have missed it at home. Prometheus may have been buried, the un finished livers of the decent Titan.
It was completely devastated at the fact that the God Zeus, would commit such a treacherous crimes to fellow people of the city. This was officially the worst day of my life.

magnitude of 7.5. The tragedy may have been a whopping size in magnitude, it actually didn’t kill a lot of people (only 2 people died).
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