creative writing

Me and my friends were in my house. We all just woke up, because the house was moving. We all look out the window watching how far we were from the ground. We started crying knowing that we will never see our family again, we had each other that was all that matters. The boys were upstairs they were still asleep. We ran up telling them to get up and look outside. They got up they looked out side and then we stopped. There was someone talking to us we didn't know where it came from. We were listening and they were telling us to look down. It wasn't just us up in the air there were takeouts other houses. We were happy that we weren't the only one up in the air.  We walked out side and it seem we had our own island up in the air it was just like leaving on the ground but better some how....