Not last Saturday but the Saturday before, there was an earthquake. It was scary, I didn’t like it. Dad said “Are you o.k.?” I said “I’m fine” he said “good”. Then we went downstairs, it was really messy. Cheryl had a torch. I said “It is so messy”. Dad said “there is lots of broken glass.”

Cheryl said “How about we have a midnight feast with chocolate”. I said “Yes please!” So we had a midnight feast and I felt happy.