I was in my first real earthquake yesterday. I am very happy to say that no harm was done to me or my family, although my house has a few extra cracks and schools have been shut down due to structural damage.
My room has two floors: the original room was 5 meters high, so my parents decided to install a mezzanine to make my room “bigger”. I love my room: my bed and closet are underneath, while my bookshelves and my desk are upstairs. When the earthquake began, I literally thought someone has jumped onto the floor above, because it banged as if someone was jumping on it. I quickly came to the conclusion that that was impossible because the only access to that floor is through the stairs which I was facing. So I decided (all of this in a nanosecond span) that the ceiling must have given up and fallen through, landing on my mezzanine. But there was no dust. I raised my head and saw the mezzanine shaking. I was out of there.
I think that if I hadn’t been under that tremulous piece of wood and iron I wouldn’t have been as scared, but believe me I was shaking like a leaf.
Never wanna be in an earthquake again. ever.
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