And then gradually, things started to move as the earthquake struck. The bookshelves creaked, the drawers fell on to the floor with a violent bang. It felt like an hour but it was probably just a few minutes, until it finally stopped, and everything went dead quiet. Suddenly wailing sirens echoed in my ears as an arm grabbed my shoulder, I turn around and I see my mum's worried face. “William come out to the front yard, your dad and brother are already there”. I run out into the front yard as a firetruck stops in front of our house.
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