At around 2:00 on May 12 (I don’t know the specific time. I was too nervous at that time and didn’t have time to watch it. Later, I played TV. I only watched how many aftershocks and how the disaster was, but I didn’t remember it).

I was in front of the computer and felt a little vibrating on the ground.

Since the room I live is facing the street, as long as a heavy car drives outside, the room will shake, and in severe cases, the windows will also make a giggle, so I thought there was a car passing by again. At that time, I was thinking about the plot in my mind and felt a little angry. I thought of the window and saw what kind of car it was, and it was so loud.

Before I stood up straight, I felt the floor shaking and the person was almost fallen. I was stunned and then roared suddenly: "Earthquake!"

At this time, my father, who was taking a nap next door, also shouted my name. I didn't care about anything and rushed out of the room, and my father came out.

The shaking of the room became even more powerful. I opened the door and ran out of the room with my father.

I didn't think about anything at that time, just wanted to get to the ground quickly, and jumped to the bottom in a nine-level stairs in two strokes. Then when I looked back, my father was still walking down step by step.

The dust on the stairs dissipated in front of my eyes, and my heart almost stopped beating. To this day, I seemed to be able to see the dust full of vision, and it seemed that I could not see the future, which made people despair!

I turned over and rushed up, grabbed my father's hand, and rushed downstairs without caring about it.

At that time, my mind was blank, and there was only one concept: rush down, rush down, rush down!

I had no idea whether I could reach the ground safely from the fourth floor, and I didn’t dare to think about it. I just rushed down mechanically, hoping to be closer to the ground and closer together with my father, which means we are closer to survival!

When we rushed out of the unit door and came to the ground, we almost burst into pieces.

However, it seems that this does not mean that we have escaped danger. The ground is shaking, and people standing on it, as if standing on the floating water surface, shaking constantly. I didn't even dare to look back, and rushed to the gate of the dormitory with my father.

At this time, there were already many people at the door, and more people escaped from the unit. There was no crying during the whole process because everyone was shocked and could not think of anything else to do except escape.

I looked at the others, and only saw confusion on their faces, a confusion that didn't know what to do, without horror.

Because, at this moment, we even forgot the horror!

We were a factory dormitory built in the early 1980s. The dormitory gate was very close to the building, less than 30 meters, but when we left the gate, there was a three-story Hongqi Chain opposite, which was less than 30 meters away from us!

The iron gate and the wall were shaking constantly, but we didn't know where to go. We could only stand in the middle, look at the shaking building, without saying a word, and waited for the last moment in despair...

This scene will never be forgotten in my life. A group of people, in disheveled clothes, stood foolishly among the tall buildings, looking at the building where I usually live, and had nowhere to escape!

The earthquake did not last very long. According to the incident, it was only two or three minutes later, and the epicenter was not in Chengdu.

But for me, this did not have a comforting effect. Everything that happened that afternoon was deeply engraved in my heart. The dusty stairwell was like a nightmare that could not see the future, making me fight for the vibrations brought by every aftershock!

These days, I have been sleeping outdoors. Even though it was raining last night, I still set up a tent and insisted on sleeping in the park. I felt that I could avoid every vibration, whether it was mild or severe, would make my heart shrink inward.

On TV, the news was repeatedly broadcasting, saying that the aftershocks of the earthquake would become weaker and weaker, and that they could stay indoors safely. However, the vibrating ground always reminded me that the building that was shaking at that moment seemed to pounce on me at the next moment!

Every time I see the victims on TV, I can't help but cry my eyes, both sad for their misfortune and glad that I can still live.

As time goes by, I will gradually forget the fear in my heart, but I will never forget the building that seems to collapse at any time...
Chapter completed!