my brother finished his story lol
Title: The way I learnt the meaning of "life"....
Author:
xamuletheartx (The actual author is my brother... so im only posting it on my journal~! cuz he told me I can~!)
Pairing/Subject: Okamoto Keito
Genre: slice of life, angst?! (i dnt know what to put on this XD)
A/N: This isnt mine...this belongs to my brother.. be nice! XDD
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11th March 2011 when the earthquake hit Japan at 9:24am:
It was during the time when I was walking home from Jimusho.I felt the ground shaking and before I knew it my feet were running through the now a very unfamiliar surrounding with ground shaking and people running all over the place, the only thing in my mind was home.
When I finally got home I tried my hardest to open the door but in desperation I couldnt out the key in the keyhole. The floor once again started to shake but this time making me stumble on the floor in truth I was sacred as hell but I tried to keep myself as compose as possible. The door open suddenyl and I was faced by my wide-eyed dad standing in the door way, to my dad's surprise I launched myself inside.
The ground continued to shake and the house shook violently and then the lights suddenly flickered on and off, pictures and decorations that were onces nicely decorated the walls was now falling out of its place and into the shaking floor. The computer and lamps started falling off the table me and my dad gathered at one place and with every hope we had started to pray that this violent earthquake would stop.
11th March 2011 the tsunami hit Japan at 9:30am:
We we're told on the news to stay at home and hence thats what happened, and now stuck in a terrible situation as the Tsunami hit making the house shake and finally splitting into two seperate pieces. All I remembered was the voice of my dad shouting "Get out!".
Seperated from my dad I was left confused and terrified I didnt have a clue of where the ground was and the next thing I knew underwater. I desperately swam to the srufce but the rubble that was falling pver my head was making this obstavle very difficult.
Somewhere in my head the thought of dying was becoming more powerful thinking of giving up a suddeny image of my Dad and I flashed before my eyes and giving me that last bit of hope of surviving. And i gave my best to swim to the sruface and finally my prayers were answered as I emrged from the water and desperate breathed the thing that my lungs were starved off; Oxygen.
I saw a log like raft floating just a few meters away from I am, I tried swimming qith full speed but even though I was giving my all it felt like I wasn't even moving, my legs are in the edge of collapsing. As i touched the raft I knew I was going to make it.
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after a while I started to become hungry and thirsty, it felt like hours but now the water was more clam I started hallucinating but i held it in. Then suddenly I heard a noise of a helicopter, that moment was the happiest time of my life. I was going to be rescued meaning I was going to survive this tragic event that unfolded.
when I got loaded into the helicopted I was finally able to released a sigh of relief just being at death's door was enough to exhaust me to no end, question floated in my head...Where was my dad? Is my dad alive?.
I felt relif wash over me as I was able to walk out of this incident with just a couple of bruises and dehydration.
16th March 2011:
After the incident here I am watching T.V in a safe house the news was all about the tsunami and earthquake, I was happy I was able to survive. I now have come to realize what the meaning of "life" was....
Author:
xamuletheartx (The actual author is my brother... so im only posting it on my journal~! cuz he told me I can~!)
Pairing/Subject: Okamoto Keito
Genre: slice of life, angst?! (i dnt know what to put on this XD)
A/N: This isnt mine...this belongs to my brother.. be nice! XDD
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11th March 2011 when the earthquake hit Japan at 9:24am:
It was during the time when I was walking home from Jimusho.I felt the ground shaking and before I knew it my feet were running through the now a very unfamiliar surrounding with ground shaking and people running all over the place, the only thing in my mind was home.
When I finally got home I tried my hardest to open the door but in desperation I couldnt out the key in the keyhole. The floor once again started to shake but this time making me stumble on the floor in truth I was sacred as hell but I tried to keep myself as compose as possible. The door open suddenyl and I was faced by my wide-eyed dad standing in the door way, to my dad's surprise I launched myself inside.
The ground continued to shake and the house shook violently and then the lights suddenly flickered on and off, pictures and decorations that were onces nicely decorated the walls was now falling out of its place and into the shaking floor. The computer and lamps started falling off the table me and my dad gathered at one place and with every hope we had started to pray that this violent earthquake would stop.
11th March 2011 the tsunami hit Japan at 9:30am:
We we're told on the news to stay at home and hence thats what happened, and now stuck in a terrible situation as the Tsunami hit making the house shake and finally splitting into two seperate pieces. All I remembered was the voice of my dad shouting "Get out!".
Seperated from my dad I was left confused and terrified I didnt have a clue of where the ground was and the next thing I knew underwater. I desperately swam to the srufce but the rubble that was falling pver my head was making this obstavle very difficult.
Somewhere in my head the thought of dying was becoming more powerful thinking of giving up a suddeny image of my Dad and I flashed before my eyes and giving me that last bit of hope of surviving. And i gave my best to swim to the sruface and finally my prayers were answered as I emrged from the water and desperate breathed the thing that my lungs were starved off; Oxygen.
I saw a log like raft floating just a few meters away from I am, I tried swimming qith full speed but even though I was giving my all it felt like I wasn't even moving, my legs are in the edge of collapsing. As i touched the raft I knew I was going to make it.
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after a while I started to become hungry and thirsty, it felt like hours but now the water was more clam I started hallucinating but i held it in. Then suddenly I heard a noise of a helicopter, that moment was the happiest time of my life. I was going to be rescued meaning I was going to survive this tragic event that unfolded.
when I got loaded into the helicopted I was finally able to released a sigh of relief just being at death's door was enough to exhaust me to no end, question floated in my head...Where was my dad? Is my dad alive?.
I felt relif wash over me as I was able to walk out of this incident with just a couple of bruises and dehydration.
16th March 2011:
After the incident here I am watching T.V in a safe house the news was all about the tsunami and earthquake, I was happy I was able to survive. I now have come to realize what the meaning of "life" was....