It is in the afternoon, the day is a normal day for everyone. You stare at the timetable and sigh when you see the next period will be a bore. You glance at her, and for a moment your heart jumps at the thought of wanting to ask her to walk with you through the park later. You have been planning the idea for about 2 days now, all your friends support you and wished you luck.
She turns and catches you looking at her. She smiles the most beautiful smile you've ever seen and your heart melts immediately.
You smile back and turn to your friends who were talking about wanting to go camping for the upcoming holidays.
It is just only in two days, you feel so excited about that idea.
In just a few minutes.
The whole school shudders and shakes violently, you see a blurred array of rocks and bricks crashing down from the ceiling..
Screams of help pierce through the air, muffled greatly by the roar of the earth and splitting of cement.
Before you can do anything, a sharp pain comes from your head, and you suddenly black out.
When you come around, you can't move. Darkness surrounds you. You can't feel your legs and your arms seem to be held down by something heavy.
After what seemed like an hour of shouting, you finally see light and some soldiers coming to pick rocks off you.
Doctors come and examine your condition and after a while they shook their heads.
The only way to free you was to amputate your legs there, on the spot. You look at them and see a huge boulder on them. You plead with them, begging them not to cut them. They apologized and said there was nothing else that could be done. Only then you realized your right ear couldn't hear anything. .
They applied local anesthetic but, it wasn't enough, they only hadthat much left.
As they sawed through your legs, the pain was so intense you scream horribly and tears drip down all over your face. You wipe them away just to find you were crying blood.
After what seemed a year, they carried you away to a small medical tent.
You'll never walk again, never play football, never go swimming, never cycle, never compare whose leg was more muscular with your friends.
Your friends! Where were they? You turned your head and saw a pile of dead bodies. And just before you entered the tent, you saw one your best friend lying lifeless. He was always playing chinese chess with you after school.
You look out the window to see all your friends pulled out, one by one, dead and some even missing more than half their body.
Suddenly the curtains opened and men came in carrying the girl who smiled at you.
She bleeding all over and was missing her left hand. As they lay her down, you cry her name and crawl towards her.
She just choked blood, gasped, and died staring at the ceiling, without hearing you or even looking at you.
Can you imagine, the pain, these students went through to see all their friends die?
To have no friends left in the world with you, All of them together, at least, going to the next life? But, you alone?
Your parents dead in the similar earthquake, your family all dead. No one left in the world who knew who you really were.
This is China, an 8.0 magnitude earthquake smashes whole towns and cities.
Most of the remaining survivors are so traumatised by this, they became suicidal.
Orphaned childrens are even put up for adoption.
Look, i'm doing this out of my way to help my fellow chinese.
Just so you know, when the time for donation arrives, think twice if you don't wan2 help.
We have our friends and families. And enough money, for food, etc.
They lost their friends, and some, their families, now, they need money to either save their friends who survived or themselves.
You have, what, a hundred dollars? You could buy some extra credit. Go out for a movie, perhaps last you a month.
Give that to them, sacrifice that few hundred messages and those movie tickets, they could probably use it to save their friends' lives.
Don't be selfish, just for a movie you refuse to care about someone's daughter struggling to survive? What is that, hundred, to us, when it is a life to them?
Its time to do something right. Most of you call yourselves chinese, right? So, its time to show it.
God bless them all, and you who bless them.
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
15:16
Unfortunately this blog has been suspended by Shawn because he can't blog anymore..it should continue, during mid june. See you guys!
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The Padfutonian
Tyler Schoarnnoth Padfoot
The 18th of February, 1992 A.D.
'Once upon a wintery midnight...'
Fort ISB, Elite Guard of the International Baccalureate