12.51 on February 22nd sitting at home in front of TV because our school finished early. As I heard the rumble of the earthquake just beginning I thought to myself “We haven’t had a big one in a while” then it grew and grew, and I penguin dived under the table, holding the leg as the table was rocking back and forth things falling everywhere as the sounds of glass and cd cases falling, cry as I new I was the only one in my house, and my family all being apart for each other. Mum and work, my brother in town, and my sister in the forest.
I didn’t know what came over me but I new there would be more big aftershocks. I ran to get the phone to try call my mum, but I knew it wouldn’t work I just needed to try! Inside it looked like a lawn mower had gone out of control smashing everything in its path. I couldn’t get out the front door as it was blocked. I ran to the other door outside and heard the sound of alarms and one pot about the size of a 10 year old and smashed to pieces and scattered around the porch.
That day will be in our memories forever and Christchurch will be closer together as a community.
I now look back and wished I saved some of our items that had been in the family for generations, or things we had in our old house, cracked and broken, gone forever.