The camp was completely destroyed.
The cabin we had worked so hard to build was gone, swept away entirely. Logs were scattered across the muddy ground, while the dry grass, water bottles, and coconut shells that had been inside were now buried beneath the muck.
The mudslide had also taken out half of the wooden wall, smashing it into pieces and dragging the debris all the way down to the beach.
The reservoir we had painstakingly dug near the cave was completely filled in, and everything we had stored at the camp—firewood, coconuts, fresh water—was gone.
The ground was stripped bare, save for the deep paths carved by the rushing mud and rocks, which stretched all the way to the shoreline.
I let out a heavy sigh and shouted at the sky in frustration.
Tanya and Jasmine broke down, tears
