Amelia's Narrative Poem: 7.1 earthquake

Amelia's family was sleeping soundly,

Not one was stirring at 4:35,

The rumble started as loud as a dump truck,

And the house seemed to come alive.

My dad came running in,

And pulled me out of bed,

We all ran under the doorway,

As my sister hit her head.

Dad went out to listen to the radio,

As the aftershocks kept on fiercely coming,

He listened oh so very closely,

To find out about the angry rumbling.

We've been waiting here an hour,

It has been very scary,

We've had no power at all,

Which makes us feel weary.

Because we have no power,

We're wondering whats going on in Town,

We are really scared and worried,

And wondering whats come down.

We went round to our grand parents,

Vivin and Klaus,

When we came inside,

It wasn't as trashed as our house.

So that's the fright of my life,

But I'm fine now you see,

It's not so terrible now,

So I'm as Happy as can be.