22/02/11
The noise like thunder, walking on jelly and the distraught faces of people are all vivid memories of the aftershocks. When I heard the roar I dropped and hoped for my life, screaming classmates and the rattling glass ringing in my head, I look up I just stared at a tree shaking from branches right down to the roots. That normal day at school turned into my worst nightmare, I thought I was going to die.