Saturday 27 May 2006. A powerful earthquake hit the province of Central Java. The earthquake happened so suddenly. No one expected it.
When it happened, I was in my room, and my mum was in the kitchen cooking. Suddenly everything shook violently, I ran to the kitchen, and we both ran outside.
Once outside, the wooden post from the water well swung around and nearly hit me. Mum quickly pushed me out of the way, and the post grazed her instead, lucky she wasn’t hit hard.
Then the earth stopped moving. My mum picked me up and ran to the front yard where we turned around and saw the house in ruins. My brother and sister were still in the house! We ran back into the ruins shouting their names. We found them, and luckily, they were both OK.
Of course, everyone is shocked because the earthquake was so powerful. Now my sister cries all the time. I don’t know if she’s sad or what, but she wont stop crying.
Anyway, afterwards people were yelling out “there’s a flood, there’s a flood” so we all ran up the hill to save ourselves. Then on the way, some people told us there wasn’t a flood, but people didn’t care, they kept running to get away. When we got up the hill, the police were there and they told us that there was no flood, so we all went home to our wrecked houses. All day there were heaps of aftershocks, the earth was rocking.
That is my story of the earthquake. Once again, I would like to thank all of you.