The Disaster

It was March 11th, 2011. I remember it just like if it happened yesterday, the azure of the Japan's sky was different than any other regular day, it was darker something was wrong… I could feel it.

I was sitting in the Mitsuwa Supermarket bench, waiting for my little sister to pay for her M&M's, while there were two kids -who seemed to be about 8 years old- about 5 meters away from me, but their bantered was really audible from where I was; I stared at them to make them notice i was bothered by their sound, they just stared back and laughed even harder, I decided to ignore them, thats when I noticed my sister had taken a long time already, i looked at my clock, 2:45 p.m. going to 2:46 in about 20 seconds. I looked around, I couldn't see my sister anywhere, something inside me was telling me to go look for her, to keep her safe; but as soon as I got up, the floor started shaking in copious amounts.

I looked next to me, the two little kids hugging each other, not screaming, not reacting, just looking at me like if they wanted my help, I could't leave them alone but since the shakes were to strong it caused me to decelerate from my normal speed of walking. It seemed like if I could have never get to the little kids, I wanted to hold them, hold them safe.

When I got to them, it felt nice to know I was helping two little kids, they hugged me, I hugged them. I felt a pang of sadness when I thought of my sister being hurt because I wasn't with her, I couldn't stay there, it was crucial that I needed to find my sister. The shaking didn't stop yet, it seemed like if it had been happening for hours now.

"Im going to go look for my sister, stay here don't move" I told the little scared kids.

They just looked at me, I could see the fear in their eyes, I was scared too. I didn't wanted to start walking everywhere before I had any idea where my sister was, so I started looking fastidiously thru every shelf, cashier, person.

Cashier 5, there was a small girl beneath the table, crying, that was my sister. I grappled with the shakes to get to my sister, but once there, holding her, hearing her voice, hugging her, everything felt a lot better.

The shaking stopped, that facilitated my walking thru the store. Everything was destroyed, all of the things were in the floor, everybody was crying, this was a disaster.

Me and my sister walked out of the super market got into the car, we just wanted to get to our house safe and wealthy. I turned the radio on and the news were running around in all stations. The way they talked it revealed how adept they where at the topic.

"Earthquake with a magnitude of 8.9 just hit Japan, we might receive some strong aftershocks but please everyone stay calm, we are trying to do our best to get each one of you safe"

After a fitful experience like that one the last thing I wanted to do was hear more about it. My sister was quiet, she didn't seemed to be in the humor of talking… I wasn't either.

We got to our house it was 2:58, suddenly loud splashes could be heard from my house, I looked outside the window and it wasn't rain… I went to look for my sister who was laying in her bed, crying. I laid next to her, hugged her. I looked at my sister's eyes full of fear, I wished we weren't here,.I wished I could take care of her as much as my parents wanted me to. The sound of the splashes got louder and closer, louder and closer...