Friday’s night of February 26th 2010 I had been in my house, watching the Viña del Mar Festival on TV, more specifically the Ricardo Arjona’s show. Then, when I thought to myself than nothing could be worse than Ricardo Arjona, I decided to go to sleep. Well, a few hours later, while I was sleeping, it happened something worse than Ricardo Arjona: an earthquake.
At the beginning I thought that will be just another earth tremor, but not. This “earth tremor” didn’t stop, and increase their stronger. The first thing that I did was wake up and run out of my house (yes, in that moment I driven crazy, but now I know that is the worst reaction and I promise that for the next earthquake I’ll not do that).
While I had been run, I felt the floor shaking so hard under my feet, and was difficult keep running. In that moment, my uncle Alejandro took me of my arm and hug me. Then I felt really scared.
When the earthquake finished, I realized that I had lived my first earthquake. My family and my house were fine, scared but fine. A lot of things (like dishes, books, cds) fallen to floor, but I was nothing compared that the problems that other people suffer cause the earthquake.
I was lost cd's too =(
ReplyDeleteBless!
Mmmmm
ReplyDeleteThe people forgot the festival!
What happen with that?
The most important is the family. The people.
It's good that your family it's fine.
Hello lucy:
ReplyDeleteWe are lucky, in my hose too a lot of things fallen to floor, but nothing serious.
Bye.
There you go Lucy, there can always be something worse than a singer like Arjona. I really like that part of the post! ha, ha
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