The very next morning I woke up with a start. Tiny rocks started falling from the ceiling and I freaked out. I ran to the kitchen and didn't see my family. I told myself to breathe deeply. I ran outside and saw them... all except for... my dad. My mom was screaming and crying. I ran to her and asked her what happened. The only words I made out through all the sobbing was "dad" and "dead."
When I woke up after I blacked out, my mom stopped crying and told me a big rock fell on top of him when the earthquake hit that morning. I didnt want to believe it but I knew it was the truth. She also said he didnt suffer the sudden death. I ran. I ran towards Arthur's house. I wanted him to be okay. I wanted his family to be okay.
When I got there I didn't see any moment. I couldn't think of anything. I didn't know where to look or where to start. Once I came back to earth I ran to his room. I saw his bed completely crushed by a huge rock. Then when I was about to black out again a voice behind me said "Julia... help me."
