Earthquake

It was a peaceful Friday morning on the day of March 11 for the Japanese. People where out working and walking around their neighborhood, living their normal daily life, but it wasn’t till 2:30 in japan where the peoples lives may change forever.

I was happily sleeping during this event, and at about 8:30 in the morning, my mother began calling me to come watch the news—even though I never watch it. The reporter was really audible from where I was sleeping, and I began getting so annoyed by the sound, that I decided I should go check on what was going on so I could just go back to sleep afterwords, and I was startled to hear that about a recent earthquake in japan—told to be its worst—had just happened about a few hours ago during my sleep.

The reporter showed lots of videos of broken houses, big huge cracks on the floor and buildings crumpling down to the ground, and even normal people, filming themselves during the earthquake disaster, trying hard to grapple themselves to the fitful force of the earth, which helped  prevente them from falling down. The news also showed copious amount of people—surprisingly very quiet—inside a capacious room witch was very crucial for this type of event, and witch provided safety for the people.

It showed helicopters and Japanese troops being deployed, which were there to help look for more survivors after the earthquake ended. It was also told of a 50cm tsunami that hit japan about 15 minutes after the earthquake started, which got me really fastidious towards this event. 1886 people have died and 2.329 of Japans population are now missing because of this disaster, and to make things less facilitated, a nuclear power plant had burnt up; witch cased the azure in the sky to fade with a cloud of dangerous chemicals and caused a pang to the citizens near the plant.

This event has been so tragic that caused the whole world to help out the victims and made all of the news talk about it all day , including myself. I’m sure that no one will forget that day.