I woke up at two thirty this morning - it was like I was shaken to awake. I wasn't wrong; as soon as I got hold of my alert consciousness, I then realized that the earth was shaking, and it was getting stronger and stronger. I slept with the lights off, so I immediately got hold of my celphone and used it as a flashlight. I ran towards the door, secured myself from the possibility of having myself locked up by opening the door open. I thought of running to my grandmom's room to awaken them but the sound of the shaking glass cabinet on the corridor stopped me. I stayed under the door case (since they say it's one of the strongest part of a house) and screamed calling my aunt's name (who was sleeping with my grandmom on her room). As soon as she responded, I told her to open the doors so they won't get locked up. I was thinking about my grandmom who is so old already, my aunt Candy who has disability of her left leg, and my aunt Anabelle who has cretenism and could not walk. The thought of them worried me; I already thought of rushing to their room, carry aunt Abing and to just get out the house in a secure place in our lawn. It was the best plan I could make before things get worse.
