Within a split-second , I realized that there was an earthquake , a rather strong one.
At first, I stopped typing , trying to feel it's intensity , looking at the flickering yellow led light , wondering what to do first .
Then suddenly, the mild tremors turned into sudden, jolt-like waves , almost knocking me to the floor. I grabbed a wooden post for support , slowly groping my way into the living room , towards the flat-screen TV that I had bought a few months back.
It was rocking back and forth, almost falling off the short chaise where I had placed it.
It took every ounce of willpower to hold the TV and keep it from crashing towards the floor.
It took every ounce of willpower to hold the TV and keep it from crashing towards the floor.
I saw my sister running towards the door , half-naked.
Here, hold this ! I yelled at her, while I shut the power off.
Everything was in near-chaos , with stuff falling out of cabinet tops, tables, and even clothes in hampers were strewn all over the floor.
I thought about my brothers and their families, and wondered if they were home and safe.
I practically crawled my way outside the house, looking out for tangled wires and falling debris .
After about a minute or two, it stopped.
I saw people running outside their homes, mothers looking for their children , and just everybody in near-panic.
The after shocks came within just minutes apart from each other , and with each tremor , I felt something akin to fear..
I had lived in an earthquake-prone area all my life, and I had become accustomed to it , having experienced tremors of various intensities , mostly during the daytime, and sometimes at night, when I'm at work doing the night shift.
After a few hours, I got back into the house and tidied up , while the aftershocks continued.
It's gonna be a long day today , and I would be lucky to get a few hours of sleep , before my shift starts tonight
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