I think I hear a truck driving through my house
I feel like I'm going to die
A sour taste of fear
I touch with my feet the books on my floor and the mirror on my floor
All the aftershocks scare me a lot
I freak out
I run outside
I climb under the table
I sleep under the table
My sister hopped under her bed
My Mum got scared that I would have got hurt
So she jumped on me and it woke me up
I would have slept through
By Leon
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