It was a typical Sunday afternoon. Everyone was almost done with their lunch. Suddenly the floor started shaking. The toys moved from side to side. It was an earthquake!

Then something happened. The floor cracked into half. Everything in the middle of the crack fell into it, even people. I was one of the survivors because I was out of town that day.

We went back to town the next day. We didn’t know what happened. “It is very weird,” I said. We found out what happened the next day. So then we started rebuilding. After an hour we finished building for the day. A month later we finished. And school was cancelled because it was broken. So, they had to fix it.