It was a normal day and Steve, who was sixteen, was going to school with his friend Alex. The day was going well but at twelve they started feeling some tremors and fifteen minutes later an earthquake started. The walls of the class cracked; we were so scared. Alex and I left the class because we decided go to our homes. First we went to my house, all was right but in the road another earthquake appeared; it was devastating. It broke some buildings. When we arrived, his house was ruined. He started yelling the name of his family and with desperation, the third earthquake came. The beautiful city was destroyed and nobody appeared. Suddenly, something came out from the ground, it was Steve’s family who were dead. At this moment Steve’s life changed.
John Dell