I was in Cauquenes with my cousins and aunts at the moment of the earthquake. I felt very worried about my family, specially my mom. The cellphones didn’t work and we couldn’t call her. It was terrible because she was in Santiago.
I tried to calm down but when the earthquake started I ran away, I felt and I got hurt my knee with a plastic bottle. My aunt was shocked and she couldn’t go out of the house. Her son had to help her to get up and go to the backyard.
I was with my 5 years old cousin, but fortunatelly she didn’t realize that there was an earthquake. Her mom had to wake her up to go out. I think she didn’t know what was going on because no one screamed or cried at the moment.
I was afraid to come back to Santiago, because the buses there weren’t working. One of my cousing from Santiago took his car and went there to take us back home. When I saw him I felt relaxed, because I knew we would go home soon.
After the earthquake we stayed in a tent, because my aunt’s houses made a lot of noise with the aftershocks. We made a “camping” with a table and a bonfire. My little cousin was happy, because her dream was to camp out of the house.
I felt very sad when I heard about Pelluhue, because we wanted to go there on Saturday to buy souvenirs to my friends and mom and the city dissapeared after the tsunami.
My family is ok and no one suffered damages. Even though my nephew’s grandfather lost his house and everything on it, they are working hard to rebuild their lives.