The big earthquake

It was 3:27 in the morning. I was in a party celebrating the birthday of my friend. Everything was moving. The earthquake had started.
I got scared very much and my friends too. They ran in all directions and some tripped.
I did not run like them, I was only quiet waiting for it to pass.
When the earthquake finished the first things I saw was a girl in tears.
Then I asked if everyone was well. Nobody answered.
They were concerned about leaving the house of party, better, house of fear.

I did not know how to help, but I tried to cheer the people up by telling jokes. It was 4:05; in that moment the cellular rang. It was my mother. She was good and my brother too.

The earthquake taught me what the life is ephemeral, uncertain and complicated. I learned that life is only one, for is I will live the day like the last.

Don’t worry, be happy.

Bye.