Last Saturday the earthquake happened in the morning at 4.35am. I was sleeping in Mum’s bed because Dad was away in England. Mum woke me up and it was still shaking. She told Ben, Hannah and I to get under a doorway. I felt a wee bit frightened because there were rattling and banging noises and things were breaking. I was shaking. Millie was at Jo’s. My room was pigsty. One of my picture frames broke. Ben was on the toilet when it was still shaking. My Granny was ringing everybody she knows to see if they were all right. Gizmo and Tucker were crying. Most of the stuff came off Dad’s dresser. It was shaky.