It was 3:33 in the morning on saturday 27 of february 2010. That date all chileans remember. The earth moved for 3 minutes and we thought he died. My sister woke up when the earth was moving, we down the stairs and we stand under the door. In the earthquake i hugged my sister and said "to quiet, going to end soon" and she was cry for here boyfriend. In my mind was my brother that had gone a party with his friends.
Outside, the lights were lit and extinguished and the sky was illuminated. My parents were stayed in the second room in the house, they didn´t reach to down stairs. When the earthquake ended, my mother is down to stairs and went to hugged to me and my sist.
In the dark, the stars was shone by the moon and the sky was very beautiful, but we feel fear, didn´t know that my brother. Begin to call of family and telephone was dead. With the lights down, only the flashlights could iluminate. About half an hour the phone rang, it was my cousin. 15 minutes after, my brother called. He was in Ñuñoa and we was in La Reina, in a house. After to earthquake we moved to Las Condes, an apartament on the fourth floor. So strange. Four, my mother, my father, my sister and me we picked to my brother, he call patricio, on car of my uncle.
In the street, the people were very preocupated, the sadness and nerviousness. My father was slow drivin cause the traffic light not working . When the rescated to Patricio, he was very happy to see us alive and hugged for my mother. We went to the house, my parent´s went to sleep and Patricio and me were awake to 7:00 at the morning. We didn´t sleep and saw the tv all the rate and twitter for to feel informed.
The last day of the earthquake, my heart is removed for the tragedy, for the people of south and collected clothing and nonperishable food in my house and took it to the church. Recently, this weekend will travel to south of Chile, to Curicó, to help a the people.
After that event, i live every moment like to that last of my life cause it was you never you when you die.
