– Riccarton High School, Curletts Road, Riccarton, Canterbury, New Zealand

It was lunchtime at Riccarton High on the 22nd of Feburary, me and my friend decided at about 12.40 to get up and walk around. We walked away from our regular spot we sat at. I was standing on the grass when it hit, talking to some of my classmates. It felt unreal, I mean it had been 5 months since the 7.1 and things had started to settle. Well, that’s what we thought. It hit with an almighty force. All i could think was, no. no, not again. I dropped to the ground screaming. Someone from our group threw themselves on top of me, trying to calm me down. I watched the cars in front of me bouncing like they were on top of trampolines.

It stopped, everyone had to assemble on the field, aftershocks rolled through. My friends mum works very close to school so we decided to tak a chance and just run to her work. At her work they had the radio on, and thats when i heard something that i didnt think i would hear. “People trapped in buildings” “Many fatalities”. Then more aftershocks rolled through.

When i got home i was so happy to see my family. That night I slept in the lounge, but sleep wasnt really possible. I will never forget that day, our city is ruined and wont be normal for years now. It makes me sad to think that as i get older I wont be able to go into town and hang out with friends. I can’t go into the square and look at the cathedral or get mini donuts or look at all the market stalls anymore. But this is my city, where I was born and raised so I’m here to stay. Kia Kaha Christchurch. Aint no city like ours, aye.

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