About The Earthquake

The night of the earthquake I was staying in my dad’s house, so I had to sleep in my brother’s bedroom, in the bunk bed on the upper side.

I was asleep. And when my bed started to shake, I woke up inmediatly.
At the beginning I was a bit upset ‘cause I didn’t want to wake up and get off of my bed. But then, the movement became stronger every second, and I got really scared and nervous. I woke up my brother and asked him to turn on the light, but when he did, the power went off. The earthquake wouldn’t stop. I got into my brother’s bed as fast as I could, ‘cause he sleeps in the lower bed and my dad says it is athe safest place in the house. I felt the earth move under my feet literally, like the song. A few moments later, my dad and my stepmother came into the room and did the same thing I did. We were all together. Even my dog Misi. She was sick, so she was sleeping inside the house with us.

Thank God, nothing else happened. When the earthquake stopped, the first thing that came into my mind was how my mom and my boyfriend were. My dad took a couple of lanterns and saw the whole mess. CDs and other small things scattered on the floor. In the living room, a beautiful glass bottle fell down and broke to pieces. That was it.

We tried to telephone the rest of the family, but we couldn’t do it inmediatly. It was the darkest night of my life.

Half an hour later, my boyfriend called me, so I felt much better. But I couldn’t talk to my mom until the next morning. Hopefully she was in Tongoy, so she only felt a small movement.

Now I don’t get scared when I feel an aftershock. I just say “OH COME ON… WHEN ARE YOU GONNA STOP!?” I just want things to get back to normal…