“I heard this tremendous sound, like a hurricane. It was so overwhelming, I knew something was coming, but didn’t know what.
Then this mass of black came crashing through the window, hurling me from the front of the classroom to the back.
I woke up to find the classroom was no longer the classroom. The roof had caved in on us, and we were completely buried.
I couldn’t see my legs, I thought they had gone.
A pupil in front of me was trapped, and he had blood trickling down his head. Another one was trying to get through the roof to get help.
My head was cut open, and I couldn’t move my hand as it was stuck in the cracked wall.
I pinched the hand of a child near me to see if it would move. It didn’t.
Then I heard someone shout ‘I’m going to smash the window’ and saw my grandfather.
I started to cry and will never forget the look in his eyes knowing I was alive.
I’d broken my femur, my leg was just swinging and my shoes had gone.
‘I’ll buy you all the shoes you need,’ my mum said as she greeted me outside.
My parents then ran off to find my siblings.
I was later told Carl and Marylyn had died, and all my friends had gone as well.
My life changed forever.”