Moving moving moving

A Friday's night or I must say Saturday morning, I was alone in my apartment (I live on 5th floor) using my computer, I was playing, chatting, listening music and watching videos in Internet when I listen the phone. After, I was talking, the call finished, the lights turned off and all was moving strong. An earthquake! I stand up, and lowly I walked to he door, the walls was curved in the earthquake, the lamps and the blender fall , I arrived to door. I couldn’t open it. Finally I could open it, Earthquake hadn’t finish. I saw an old woman walking to the stairs. She was scared and said very religion’s thinks. I was erratic, I went to first floor, a loot of people was here. Persons taking the cars and go out, others turn on the radio.

I returned to my apartment, in the stairs was falling water, the furnace had exploited. In the apartment and I cleaned it. I recollected water, and making a emergence’s bag. I was waiting, seeing the city for the window.

The light returned. I turned on the radio. I listened to people talking about news from all affected zones. It was freak. After I turn on Tv. I remember what I couldn’t call to anybody. Was 6 am and I could talking with family.
After I hadn’t water for 3 day, I saw my family at 4th day, but a friend and her family helped me in the days that I was alone.

I could be fine.
I ate ramen for first time.
And met to the people of my apartment’s building .