Earthquake's Night

That night in February, I was with my brother in a friend's birthday party, on the eighth floor of a departament far away from my house. It was a great night dancing and joy, I thougth we would spent the night there and we would go home in the morning, but that had been terrific in an earthquake. Instead, surprisingly my uncle arrived at the party to visit his friend, the homeowner. My brother and me don't know about his came, not even his friendship, so it was really strange. Whatever, in time we'll stay, we go home at three o'clock in my uncle's car, who lives near my house.

Already in home, just one story; I went to bed and feel a curious sound, like a whisper without end, then a growing noise and then the shake. I stand up, completly necked, take my sheet and go to the door. My little brother was terrified, but there we're safe. The house left standing like as almost in Santiago and we have our firts earthquake experience in life.