The second earthquake (at September 2007) happen when I was playing computer with my brother. But a few minutes later, I felt that something is wiggled my chair. I thought it was my brother. After I asked him, he told that he wasn't wiggle my chair. I felt that wiggled again. But the wiggled become more fast and fast.
Then, I felt a little bit strange. People in my house was screaming. I keep asking my self why people screaming. My father ran to near us and told us to move as fast as we can. I become really afraid because of that thing that wiggled on my chair, now it become wiggling my home. It really fast. My father told us to go down stairs. I already move as fast as I can but my legs were shivering and that wiggle become really really fast. I saw many people ran away from the tall building and walk on traffic. We also went to the traffic. So, the traffic become really crowded. I also heard the plates and the glasses are dropped to the floor. It was really noisy. My mother told me that was an earthquake. In my hometown, it often to happen.
I was become calm down when that earthquake was stop. I want to go up stairs again, but my mom didn't allow me because she was afraid that earthquake will happen again. At the night we were go around to see the condition of the homes after earthquake happen. And I saw many homes were broken.
Next day, mom allowed me to go up stairs. Oh my gosh.... What happen here I asked my self. My home was messy. The plates and glasses were on the floor. My toys were dropped to the floor too. I really shocked when I saw the wall on my home was also cracked. Also the pipe in my home was broken. So, my home was a little bit flooding. Even I can't express my home with the words. I just can say it was MESSY.
Finally, my dad bought tickets for us to go to my grandma home in Jakarta. Not really in Jakarta but exactly in "Cibubur" near Bogor. I was really happy. I am not afraid again because my grandma's home is really strong. While I was in my grandma's home, I am off from school. Last time, I am not happy when I school. But now, I don't know why I can lazy to go to school.
Until now, I still remember that "Earthquake" moment. And I think, until now, in my old hometown, there are still a weak earthquakes that happen in night. It is rarely on morning. I don't know why.
I am glad, that I can share my story to you. I hope this story can makes you happy. And by the way, thanks for reading my long story.