Running from the Flood

I was at my house and some people were sleeping over. Jeff was on my bed and he didn't have any pants on. The other girl who was sitting on the bed with us told him he should really be wearing pants. After a while there was shit (like, actually poop) all over the bed, and I had to spend the rest of the night cleaning it off. It had gotten on the matress too, and I had to keep myself from throwing up as I cleaned.
I was with my dad and my sisters and there was a huge flood and a storm that everyone was running from. We would hide at higher elevations for a little while and then keep running when the storm subsided. The four of us ran up a little grass hill and hid in some bushes. I didn't really understand what the point of this was, but my dad was leading us and I didn't question him. A lady and her family crept in behind us. When I looked back the lady was the only one left. She had a creepy face and I didn't trust her, but I tried to be nice to her so as not to make any enemies in this situation. A car started to develop around us out of the bushes and the ground. So now we were in a car and speeding away from the flood. Mattie was driving, and there was a group of cars coming up in front of us. I told her that hitting the cars would be much worse in this situation than having to slow down a little bit to go around them. My dad agreed and told Mattie to take it easy. She eventually hit a car anyway, and our car turned into a little motorcycle. The lady tried to grab it from us. We all compromised with her so she waited for the rest of us to get on. The motorcycle, however, only seated two people, and after trying to somehow get everyone on and realizing we couldn't we just let her have it. We were now walking down the road we had been on, which was attached to a cliff by the ocean. When Sam and I looked out at the water there were huge waves beggining to develop in the distance, 20 or 30 feet high. We both watched in awe, and talked about how those things would just crush you. Then when we looked up at the sky we saw a huge cloudy circle with rain that was starting to spurt out from the middle of it. My family and I came to a very big flight of stairs on our right that led to even taller office buildings, and a well-manicured path and trees on our left. I said that we should take the stairs and just get as high as we could. My dad was kind of thinking about taking the path, but after a while he agreed with me and we all started running up the stairs. After a couple floors, the water started to rise. My dad was already ahead of us, Sam was with me, and Mattie was a little bit behind Sam and I. We were all sprinting up the stairs to stay above the water. Sam pulled ahead of me, and I was using all the strength I had to keep running. The Mighty Mighty Bosstones started playing in the background, and I was thinking to myself that this may be the song I die to. I looked down at mattie who was just inches away from the water. I screamed down to her and told her that she could do it, she could keep going. She ran faster and looked like she was on the verge of collapsing. I kept encouraging her and eventually the water stopped rising and we made it to the top. Mattie collapsed, and we all told her how proud we were. I wondered to myself why I didn't go back down and run with her, but told myself that if she needed me to I would have.