One night I was
getting ready to go out and I'm almost done getting ready. All of sudden the
lights go out as I'm trying to put my earrings in. I stop and think to
myself "where is my phone?" if I find my phone I can find the
earring and the back. I'm lightweight scared heart
racing and feels the nervousness creeping up my back. So I start waving my hand
around to trying to find my bad or my lamp or dresser.
I start getting
irritated cause I want to find my phone so I can find some damn light. As I'm
standing in the room thinking where is my earring I hear something fall
downstairs. I'm scared at this point not knowing what to think is someone
trying to play a joke or is someone trying to break in and turned off the power
off on purpose. So I'm trying to find my phone so I can find my earring and
find my way out the room. I cant really get to nothing cause my room is hella messy and clothes are everywhere. So
there is a chance my phone is under some clothes or something. I get the goose
bumps cause I hear my phone vibrating but I can’t see the light. I find my way
to my bed and I'm trying to find my phone, pulling off the covers and add more
shit to the messy ass floor.
I sitting against the wall on bed
thinking "what should I do?" I keep hearing my phone vibrating. I'm
sitting in the silence scared. All of sudden we have an earthquake and
everything in the house is moving and shaking. Pictures falling off the wall
and glasses breaking and the house sounding like its finna come down on me. I start crying cause
right now I feel like I have the worse luck in the world. After the earthquake
hit I get up from my bed.
Now I'm on a mission to find my phone so I can
get out of the house. I keep hearing it vibrating people are trying to get a
hold of me. I get off my bed and I start crawling on the floor trying to
find something with a light at this point no caring what the fuck I find. My
hand rubbing against the carpet feels like im petting a sheep. I come across the
house phone try to use it but it’s died. My luck is just getting worse and
worse. Some how I find my way to my door so imp thinking to myself " im by the door, think where is your phone
which way? " so I start feeling to my left again. im back at my dresser and all of sudden
my alarm clock goes off. I’m terrified and just wanna find my way
out. So I get back on bed and start throwing some more pillows off and all of
sudden I find my phone on the charger under my bed.
I walk downstairs, holding on the rail with a
tight grip. Going down each step with one hand on the rail and one has my phone
in it using it for light. Finally I reach the bottom of the stairs and my back
door is open. Which I know for a fact was closed and locked up. So I run out
the house tryna call the police and all of sudden all
my family and friends are standing outside laughing at me cause they played a
prank. It just so happened that there was an earthquake on the
same day. I pissed my pants damn near.