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Anonymous, Indonesia, Tsunami in Indonesia
Earthquake woke me at 8 o clock the house shook but no damage apart from broken plates and I went back to sleep.
At noon time my dad woke me shouting Tsunami, I looked out and all I could see was a giant wave of water as tall as a mountain coming towards us, we ran towards the highest point all the while watching the wall of water get closer and closer eventualy before we got to higher ground it hit us and it felt like nothing I can describe as I was just pushed along and under the water , I dont know how i survived as i should have drowned many times over for the amount of time I was under the water , at last it seemed to slow down and I managed to hold on to a tree that was being pushed along , When it stopped I swam to dry land and from there walked to a hotel on the top of the mountain, They gave me clothes water and food and bandaged my cuts and bruises, and as I looked out down below I could see more waves coming in they seemed to never end , I survived but my dad didn't. I MISS HIM TERRIBLY !!! I would like to thank those kind people in the hotel as I was in a state of shock and would not have survived without thier comfort and kindness, it has been nearly 18 months since it happened and this is the first time I have written anything about it , I will try to add some more later if the memory is not to painfull.
Anonymous, Indonesia, Tsunami in Indonesia
Earthquake woke me at 8 o clock the house shook but no damage apart from broken plates and I went back to sleep.
At noon time my dad woke me shouting Tsunami, I looked out and all I could see was a giant wave of water as tall as a mountain coming towards us, we ran towards the highest point all the while watching the wall of water get closer and closer eventualy before we got to higher ground it hit us and it felt like nothing I can describe as I was just pushed along and under the water , I dont know how i survived as i should have drowned many times over for the amount of time I was under the water , at last it seemed to slow down and I managed to hold on to a tree that was being pushed along , When it stopped I swam to dry land and from there walked to a hotel on the top of the mountain, They gave me clothes water and food and bandaged my cuts and bruises, and as I looked out down below I could see more waves coming in they seemed to never end , I survived but my dad didn't. I MISS HIM TERRIBLY !!! I would like to thank those kind people in the hotel as I was in a state of shock and would not have survived without thier comfort and kindness, it has been nearly 18 months since it happened and this is the first time I have written anything about it , I will try to add some more later if the memory is not to painfull.
1 Comments:
I pray that your memories will turn to the wonderful things about your father, not the memories that have left you with that emptiness in your heart. What all of you went through during that time was so devasting, yet you survived, so it was meant to be. Best to you and keep your faith.
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