try to explain what one is trying Abruzzo, now that the front approaches.
here all feel the shock, at least that strong, but unlike an eagle I still have a roof over their head and the vision and the ability to write.
The first night was terrible, because it catches you off guard, in full of sleep ... and then it's weird, instead of diminishing after a few seconds ... increases are frozen in the bed with her eyes full of tears, the bed goes here and there, I feel my husband repeating "Stay calm," I feel that the cabinet opens and I hear the shutters banging and creaking and I think my son to my parents and then finally passes. but I have the fear of what lies ahead, I do not want to hear a thousand joggle of adjustment. Meanwhile we get up and check that everything is ok, rearrange the ornaments .... but the night is gone and now are only 3.32.
the morning we learn of the disaster, but we are still relatively quiet ... even if the Eagle is back here, how many outings we did on this beautiful province ... This was followed
strange days, we look at home in the evening and do not know what to do. Allow to overcome the fears and irrationality, and not run away to stay at home, or to be realistic and think that something will happen here easily! prepare small precautions ... the jackets on hand, move the chairs for the escape, but inside I already know that if I am in bed .... that's where I will stay frozen from the usual electric shock from the base of the neck and get to the foot, and then come in the belly, where it triggers a strong sense of malaise. If not even more afraid if it is ....
But the most terrible ever been tonight. A continuous torment, Clockwork Orange style land forces you to keep your eyes wide open and senses alert. At midnight fifty, at 2.58, to 5.15, at 6.30 am and 6:43 .... no matter the strength, these were our gentle rocking, these are our electric shock ... my son, mom, dad, grandparents ... the cabinet, the shutters, water bottle, this bed now hostile .... slamming the usual ritual! what should I do?
night I'm always wicked, when you are most helpless ...
Eventually I got up, but as exhausted after a boxing match. My name is because now I'm alone and I hate this silence. Once again picked up the ornaments. What should I do? I'm like a robot in the office much earlier than usual! and I affect people's faces, everyone is tired and drawn faces, nobody but nobody smiles ....
echoes in my head the voice of an old woman who clings to a rescuer, "son help me, not I've got nothing, not even I've got more teeth are there,"
now goes to the front northeast. what should I do?
tonight I prepare my case ... well ... just to not feel completely helpless!
Hold on mom, your mom is protecting you ... maybe ....
