jueves, 29 de abril de 2010

The day of Earthquake

The day of the earthquake was returning from the friend's house. It had been one of these wonderful nights. Once in my house I took a cup of coffee while I was thinking about her. Around 3:00 in the dawn, I took my project (Furniture of wood and metal) and I put hands in the job. I was working when the earthquake started, I was quiet and I put in the door frame, while my family was down from the second floor. It happened blackout some thing fell off, broke others. But nothing major.
After the earthquake, my Mother was calling by phone all the night but, she can’t to communicate, my father and me was ordering my house. Fortunately we did not lose anything.
When my family was quiet I went to my friend’s house to watch as was she.

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