Humanity has worked wonders on this planet during their time. We have cured deadly diseases, explored our world and others, and achieved successes in science, technology, and so on. Nevertheless, we are sometimes reminded of how quickly nature can wipe everything away, leaving us helpless and wind blown away by indifferent wind.
Natural disasters of all kinds have claimed countless lives throughout history. But there are survivors for every volcanic wasteland, every destroyed city and every destroyed coast. Whether through luck, the help of others, skill, or a combination of it, humans move away from natural events that could easily have taken their lives, as is the case with the following.
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10 Scattered by a Lava Bomb
In May 2018, the Puna district on Hawaii's Big Island was flooded with lava flows from the opening of numerous cracks , Many people have been evacuated, but some have sought to protect their homes and those of their neighbors. One of these residents was Darryl Clinton, who lived east of the Leilani Estates district, which was plagued by quite a bit of volcanism.
Darryl knew the dangers. While lava flows are generally slow and easily avoided, "lava bombs", ejected drops of molten rock, are of greater importance. For five days, he and other houses made a splash when hit by molten stone from Fissure 17, and they were able to observe the lava bombs, estimate their landing sites, and make sure they did not stand in the paths of the bombs. Darryl's luck ended on May 19th.
That day, Darryl was on the third floor of the lanai of his neighbor's house and phoned. A lava bomb, which Darryl would later describe as less in a bow than as a rifle shot, hit him by the ankle, threw him off his feet and sent him to a couch that lit up instantly. A friend came to his aid. Darryl looked at his ankle and saw bones sticking out of his flesh. His foot hung "like a hinge" from the rest of his leg and he was bleeding heavily. At that point, everything Darryl knew knew that there was agonizing pain and fear that he was bleeding.
Darryl's girlfriend got a tourniquet on him and dragged him downstairs and into her truck. She called 911 and raced off to meet first responders. Darryl was taken to the Hilo Medical Center, expecting to lose his leg. Surprisingly, the doctors managed to save it. Darryl said about the lava bomb that hit him: "It was a mean one. And I mean, it could have hit somewhere else and everything would have been over. Despite his sense of death, Darryl has no plans to leave the area and described the sight of the lava flows up close and personal as "the event of his life". 
9 Caught by the Tornado
January 24, 2018 was a busy day for Mark Hardgrove of Orlando, Florida. He had a meeting in Fort Lauderdale, and the weather did not look promising. Because of this, he left early and dropped the Florida Turnpike in his Hyundai Santa Fe.
His rainy journey was tedious and hampered by poor visibility, but Mark still moved towards his goal. He saw big, dark clouds in the west, but he felt he could come to the meeting before those clouds hit. But as he approached the Coconut Creek Parkway exit, things got a lot worse. Mark grew up in Ohio and knew a storm that could trigger a tornado when he saw one. He did not see a twister yet, but the trees lashed in the wind and a spinning cloud approached. To exacerbate the problem, he was trapped in the left lane by other cars, and everyone stopped as the funnel cloud approached. Mark was stuck.
He watched as the tornado landed near the exit, hoping it would lift again. Instead, his SUV began to rock back and forth. Next, Mark knew that everything he could see outside his windows was gray. He felt like he was getting up. Although Mark could only hear the howl of the wind and feel what was going on, two truckers on the north side of the turnpike saw everything. Marks Santa Fe was thrown in the air and rolled 6 m above the ground on the other side of the highway. It landed on the eastern shoulder of the north side and faced the oncoming traffic.
A stunned Mark sat between unfolded airbags as the two truckers came to help him. They slammed the airbags, sliced Mark's safety belt, and gave him water. He never got the names of the truckers, but he was grateful for their help.
While the SUV was beaten, Mark suffered only minor injuries. 
8 The boy who gave his life to save another
On April 13, 1949 Kelcy Allen was a six-year-old boy who attended Lowell Elementary School in Tacoma, Washington, visited. April 13, 1949 is also the date of a major earthquake that hit Washington and surrounding states, kinking railroad tracks, and sending houses to Puget Sound. The tremor was described in the news at the time as the worst earthquake in the history of the Pacific Northwest. It struck at 11:55 am just before lunch.
At that moment, Kelcy was on the ground floor of the elementary school when things started to shake. Marvin Klegman, an 11-year-old border guard, grabbed the frightened kindergarten teacher and led him outside. Just as they were leaving the building, a cornice collapsed and stones fell on them. Marvin, always alert, yelled, "Watch out!" And protected Kelcy with his body from the falling brickwork. Kelcy's next memory awoke in an ambulance. Marvin had died saving Kelcy from bricks.
Shortly thereafter, Kelcy's family moved to Portland, Oregon. He grew up, always remembering the frontier guard who had saved him, but he never knew the boy's name. After another earthquake in 2001, Kelcy had to know. The next day he was in the Tacoma Public Library, where he finally learned the name Marvin Klegman. He then gave The News Tribune (a Tacoma newspaper) an interview about the day Marvin saved his life. Kelcy then raised money for a Marvin statue to be set up outside of Lowell Elementary. In addition, April 13 is celebrated as Marvin Klegman Day at school. 
7 Scared away by a deluge
Cesar Garcia and his family were expecting nothing but a pleasant Saturday excursion on 15 July 2017. Of the 14 family members who had wandered on the fateful day, only four were alive.
Cesar's sister Maria turned 27, and the Phoenix family, Arizona, took a day trip to celebrate. They decided to hike to a swimming hole located under a waterfall known as the Waterwheel, located in the Tonto National Forest near Payson. Unnoticed by them, it had begun to rain violently several miles away as they wandered between hills to the swimming hole, causing a flash flood.
The Garcias were about a mile (0.6 km) away from their migration when they saw a wall approaching water approaching. There was little time to react. Cesar grabbed his one-year-old daughter Marina and grabbed one of his nephews by the shirt. Then the current hit. Cesar's nephew was immediately torn from his hand, while rocks and branches tore flesh from Cesar's legs and injured his ribs. He arrested Marina as they were dragged underwater by the current. Cesar managed to hold onto a bush, but could not hold on long before the murky, debris-filled water tore it loose and plunged it over jagged rocks. All Cesar could think of was holding on to Marina. Finally he managed to cling to a tree, Marina still in control.
For two hours, Cesar clung to the tree and waited for the tide to subside. Shortly after he made it to the tree, he learned some good news from hikers who had surfaced. Cesar's wife and eight-year-old son had managed to escape the current and were alive. Although the rushing water prevented any rescue for the moment, one of the wanderers managed to give Cesar a towel to wrap around Marina. Eventually, the rescuers were able to bring Cesar and his daughter to the hospital. There he learned the fate of the rest of his family. Cesar lost his mother, brother, two sisters, brother-in-law and five nieces and nephews that day. 
6 A new home is being destroyed bit by bit
The first days of September 2017 were an exciting time for Kyrie Caulfield and his family. The instructor and resident of Tortola, the largest of the British Virgin Islands, had just bought a new home overlooking Cane Garden Bay. Kyrie, his wife Charlotte and their two daughters, four and 17 months old, had just moved in and Charlotte was pregnant with the couple's third child. The only cause for concern was approaching Hurricane Irma.
Irma met on 6th September. The Caulfields and another family had decided to ride the storm in the new home of the Caulfields. At first Kyrie was not worried. He and the others looked through the shutters of the hurricanes and saw how trees were blown sideways and debris flew, but the house seemed to stand still. That sense of security would not last. [No19659002] Around noon, Kyrie felt a puff of air at his feet. It came from his daughter's bedroom facing the storm. He opened the door and was greeted only by the sight of the Category 5 hurricane. The bedroom was gone. As Kyrie puts it, "There was no wall, no roof, no windows – it was just gone."
Kyrie put a dresser in front of the now outer door, but it was unimportant. Only a few minutes later, the storm tore most of the roof from the house and sent it to the sky. Hurricane-hit, the two families stormed into the kitchen, now the only room with a blanket. Kyrie shoved the fridge into the entryway between the kitchen and the living room, but Irma instantly yanked him 9 meters into the air. The kitchen roof immediately went to join him. Despairingly, Charlotte put her 17-month-old daughter in a closet, hoping that at least the baby could be saved. Kyrie knew they had to get out of there, but where to run? What was left of the living room was a swamp of wind-swept rubble. The husband of the other family decided to tear down a small window in the back of the kitchen, and everyone pushed out.
The families ran down a steep hill to a nearby concrete garage and piled into a car they had left inside. The garage had no door, but inside there were wooden panels that Kyrie placed over the windows of the car. For a while everyone started to calm down. But then they felt the wind moving the vehicle. Kyrie left the garage in search of a new shelter. About 45 meters away was another house whose owners were not on the island. Most of it was destroyed, but a sturdy cabinet remained. Inside was the caretaker Tyrone.
When that point was reached, Irma's eyes began to shift and offered a much needed rest. The families ran to Tyrones temporary shelter and even had half an hour to collect supplies and their dogs. Then the rest of Irma rolled in. While the group was not forced to find a new shelter, it was still a tense time for Kyrie. He would look outside and see the sea getting closer and closer. He knew it was over for everyone when the tidal wave reached them. Luckily it stopped 6 meters away. Finally, the hurricane passed.
The Caulfields spent the next day scouring the remains of their home for supplies they could take home for a friend's house, some of which still stood. At the time, he was recording a video tour of his new home, which was featured in news agencies and on the Internet. Kyrie and his family eventually moved to Grand Cayman after the hurricane. 
5 A rain of boulders
Mount Mayon, with its conical shape and lush surroundings, is about as stereotypical as a picture of an island volcano you can get. Mayon is located on the Philippine island of Luzon and is active and has erupted several times in recent history. This happened on May 7, 2013.
On that day, Roel Llarena and other local tour guides led a group of foreign tourists on a Mayon hike. The trip had been good. The tourists were friendly and everyone had enjoyed the previous night with guides and travelers sharing stories about their adventures. As the group climbed the mountain, it began to rain. Climbing Mayon in heavy rain is not a good idea, so everyone turned back. Suddenly an ash column exploded from the cone of the volcano.
As the hikers and guides watched in horror, boulders as big as minivans fell down on them. Roel later said: "I stood there frozen. I could not believe what happened, I did not know what to do. It was like a scene from hell. "The group tried to hide behind a large ledge, but not everyone would be able to do it. Roel's brother-in-law, three Germans and one Spaniard, were struck by the tumbling rocks whose bodies were out of sight.
The surprise outburst lasted only 73 seconds and did not herald the beginning of an increased period of volcanism. Renato Solidum, the state's chief seismologist, said the explosion was triggered by rains that came into contact with hot ash deposits at the mouth of the Mayon crater. Regardless of the cause, Roel vowed never to climb Mayon again. 
4 2 miles from a tsunami
Sonali Deraniyagala and her family spent Christmas 2004 during the holidays of London in Yala National Park in Sri Lanka. The day after Christmas was the fourth day of her vacation. Sonali talked to her friend Orlantha when the latter noticed something unusual about the sea: a big wave seemed to come in. Sonalis husband Steve Lissenbergh was in the shower, but she called him to look at the stranger's oceanic behavior. The wave kept coming past the limits of the beach without stopping. Gray-brown water shot through the trees and came closer and closer to the hotel. Sonali screamed a lot louder for Steve, who came out of the shower. He could not believe what he saw more than his wife.
Sonali's thoughts were focused on the salvation of her two sons, seven-year-old Vikram and five-year-old Nikhil (nicknamed "Malli"). She grabbed her boys and ran to the front of the hotel, Steve followed. They reached the front, Vikram and Malli now ran alongside their mother and kept pace, even though they were barefoot. A man driving a jeep with a fabric hood saw her and stopped. The family jumped into the jeep of the helpful stranger and the vehicle started. Sonali could not see the water now and thought the wave might have finally stopped. She began to calm down a bit, only to be worried again, this time about her parents, whose rooms she had gone through right in her dashboard to save her sons. Steve assured her that they would be fine, which seemed plausible now that the wave was out of sight.
Suddenly the jeep was flooded with water and was at the mercy of the tsunami. The water rose, and Sonali and Steve each held one of their sons as high as possible, the boy's faces pressed against the canvas as the jeep became an unwieldy boat and its tires no longer touched the ground. The last time Sonali saw Steve's face, a horrified look like she'd never seen him before, as his eyes focused on something behind her. She never knew what it was, because then the jeep capsized.
Sonali's next moments were nothing but disorientation and pain. She felt depressed, dragged, beaten to and fro. Sometimes she was not sure if she was under or over water. When she opened her eyes, she only saw gray. Sonali was swept away by the seawater at a speed she could not guess until she finally hit a branch and held onto it.
Sonali had been transported nearly 3.2 km inland from the water. She was the only survivor of her family. Her husband, two sons and their parents were killed by the notorious tsunami of December 26, 2004, which killed hundreds of thousands of people in the Indian Ocean. 
3 A bone-breaking avalanche
During the morning of January 13, 2016, Mike Brede and his friends Brandon Byquist and Jason Hershey rode backcountry skis near the Lookout Pass on the border between Idaho and Montana. The three men were all experienced skiers and were well aware of the avalanche danger. However, the snow seemed okay this morning, and they had traveled the area before.
After more than two hours of excursion they reached a point where the slope was steeper. As they crossed the slope, they heard a bang and felt shock waves underfoot. Mike made a few turns and tried to get out of the danger zone, but a snow cascade tore him away.
Mike quickly considered and pulled the cord on his airbag, a device intended to hold an avalanche victim above the snow and therefore visible to rescuers. It is believed that this has kept him from being buried alive. Nothing could stop the avalanche from sending Mike over a ridge into a basin full of rocky outcroppings. He felt free fall and then a tremendous pain in his leg. Mike landed in a sitting position and looked up. He immediately raised his arm to increase the likelihood of remaining visible. Snow piled over Mike up to his chest. His pelvis was broken, and the flesh of his lower leg had been torn back, exposing his tibia and fibula.
Brandon and Jason descended to Mike, a risky move that triggered small blocks of snow over time. They used QuikClot on Mike's lower leg to stop the bleeding and propped him up with their ski poles. Then they discovered that Mike's thigh had suffered a composite fracture and he bleed from there as well. There was no hope to move him alone, and they had already used the entire QuikClot.
The men called 911 and activated Mike's distress signal. At this time it was already after 15:00 clock. The daylight burned and the weather worsened. Ground crews would never reach Mike, Brandon, and Jason safely, and using a helicopter was a tricky business. Shortly before 16:00, they received a call that Two Bear Air, a philanthropic rescue organization with two helicopters also funding search and rescue operations, would try to bring a helicopter to its location, with the keyword being "try". In the meantime, Brandon and Jason tried to keep Mike warm and gave him their down coats and gloves. It was snowing heavily and the visibility was terrible. Jim Bob Pierce, the pilot of Two Bear Air, had to fly low on Interstate 90 to get to the Lookout Pass.
When it finally got dark, the three skiers, Mike still bleeding and now overcooled, heard the helicopter. Mike was in bad shape; There was no time to stabilize him on a litter. He had to be picked up in a so-called "screamer suit", which Pierce calls a "coat with a belt between his legs that works like a small hammock." This way would not be a pleasant experience. As he recalled, "The Savior told me to prepare for the worst of my life." He was stopped by the paramedic and the helicopter raced to a waiting ambulance on the Lookout Pass.
Mike needed six units of blood and was in emergency surgery for three hours. He was hospitalized for ten days and the full recovery should take about a year. Still, he's very much alive, just like Brandon and Jason. 
Preston Black from El Reno, Oklahoma, was at home with his wife, whose Six Children and His Parents on the evening of May 25, 2019. In That night, at 22:28, an EF3 tornado started. It only took four minutes, but at that time, it covered 3.5 km and led directly through the camper park where Preston and his family lived. Trailers offer minimal protection against a tornado and there was no time to react to the sudden appearance of this tornado.
Preston could only cover his children as well as possible, and the rain threw the trailer horizontally as the Twister approached. At first the doors were torn off, and then every window shattered. When the family huddled inside, the mobile home was first turned over and then lifted into the air. A few seconds later it was torn apart.
Preston hit the ground face-first. At first he could not see anything, but he felt the weight on him. Two walls, a fridge and a washer / dryer had landed on him. Preston did not care. He could see now, and his 14-year-old wife was unconscious near him, also nailed under the walls and implements. Adrenalized, Preston rolled beside her and managed to lift the debris enough for his family to free his wife. He ignored the pain that plagued his upper body. Once his wife was free, Preston dropped the pile, but his family and now several friends worked to free him.
Preston was relieved to see that his children had survived the tornado with minors only. His best friend immediately drove him to a nearby hospital, which relocated Preston to another hospital in Oklahoma City. Both his shoulders and his collarbone had slipped, four of his ribs and a shoulder blade were broken, and he had a collapsed lung. Preston's wife landed five rooms behind him, with several broken bones. The next day, Preston was finally able to walk down the hall to see her. The couple was also reunited with his children that day. 
1 A Home Forever Lost
Before the earthquake and subsequent tsunami that devastated parts of Japan in March 2011, Ryo Kanoya (also known as Kanouya) lived with his family in Namie Village, Fukushima Prefecture. He was at work when the earthquake hit. Soon after, a tsunami alarm followed. Ryo's company ordered employees living near the coast to go home to help the elderly evacuate. Ryo went to his house, which was 1 km from the sea.
However, when he got home, the predicted arrival time of the tsunami had already passed. Since nothing had happened, Ryo's father thought that everything would be fine. Ryo looked at the news with his grandmothers while his dad was upstairs. His mother and sister were still at work. Then the power went out and Ryo's father screamed that everyone should go upstairs as fast as possible. Ryo helped his grandmothers to the second floor and looked through a window to the sea. A massive tidal wave raced in. Ryo's first instinct was to escape, but there was no time. He and his family could only adjust to the sea.
The tsunami struck and the family home withstood the effects. However, it began to fill with water. The water rose steadily until all faces were pressed against the ceiling, desperate for a last breath. Then there was no more air. Trapped underwater and unable to come out the window, Ryo thought, "I can just as well exhale the remaining air in my lungs to die."
Eventually, the house gave way and spilled all into the chaotic Washing of sea water and pieces of sea water the neighborhood. Ryo saw his father, but then the currents washed the two away from each other. Ryo climbed into a drawer, but he saw that he was pulled back to the ocean. Fortunately, he managed to hold a mass of debris on a large tree. He held on tight as he saw people washed ashore on both sides of him. Finally, the water went back and Ryo was able to climb down again.
Cold, wet, no shoes and afraid that another tsunami could break out, Ryo headed inland. He repeatedly shouted, "Does anyone live?" But every person he saw was dead. Ryo eventually met a survivor, an older man. Then they saw a fire engine and ran towards it, Ryo noticed some other survivors on the roofs of buildings. They ended up in an evacuation camp, but had to move from there due to the collapse in the nearby nuclear power plant Fukushima Daiichi.
At an animal shelter in Okada, Ryo was reunited with his sister, mother and father. who survived. Ryo's grandmothers were never found. Due to its proximity to the power plant, Ryo's family can not return to Namie today.