Last Tuesday, 19 September. It all started normal, everybody had a routine to fulfill.
That day I left earlier than my house to reach a special math class, that day I arrived at my school at eleven o'clock in the morning.
Anyway, the professor the teacher stayed for a couple of minutes and then he apologized for not being able to give the complete class.
A friend of mine told me that if we were going to Lindavista park to complete the homework of the day.
When we arrived we took the notebooks, calculators and pens to make it, but in less than ten minutes, we hear a scream about an earthquake.
My friend and I stayed quiet waiting to see movement, but when both tried to stand, we realized that we couldn’t sustain us by the constant movement; we try to take all our things (which were many) and left the place, we were the last to leave the cafeteria.
On the corner of a departure there was an announcement covered with glass and it fell behind me, this was enough to begin to run to the street.
I think what makes you nervous is the hysteria of the people around you because being in the middle of the street and with all the noise of prayers, crying, the seismic alarm and the sound of helicopters flying, the only thing He wanted to know how my family.
But fortunately, in my house and with my acquaintances all is well, we try to support with food and cleaning supplies to those who were affected, and we wish the best to the families who lost a loved one.
FABIOLA HERNANDEZ // PI-601
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