– Ferrymead, Christchurch, Canterbury, New Zealand

June 13. I was at home sick that day, and because my parents had to work I was home alone. As I was watching Two and a Half Men, and drinking coke, the room started to violently shake and the TV turned off. Unsure of what to do, I ran to the phone in tears to call my mum. It was a 5.7 magnitude. I calmed myself down, and then returned to the couch to watch the rest of my DVD. About 45 minutes later, the same thing happened; but this time twice as violent. A window smashed, a giant wooden cupboard fell over and the TV once again switched off. This time I knew it was serious and ran to the street to find help. I couldn’t see anyone that I knew and I was too shy to ask a stranger. I put my face in my hands and cried until a lovely neighbour came over and hugged me. I waited at her house until I could contact someone, and it was at least 2 hours before my dad finally came home, and told me it was a 6.3, centred 5 minutes from my house. I am so grateful to my neighbours; if it wasn’t for them I would have gone insane by myself.

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