Down and Out
Day 1:
The earthquake hit without warning. I was at work when the ground started shaking. I saw the building next to mine collapse before my eyes. I managed to get out alive, but I saw death everywhere. The streets are filled with rubble and debris, and injured, and dying people are around. I can’t believe this is happening.
Day 5:
I’ve been staying at a shelter since the earthquake. The conditions are terrible, overcrowded, and unsanitary. I’ve seen people die of their injuries and diseases. The government’s response has been slow and inadequate. I don’t know what’s going to happen to us.
Day 15:
I’ve decided to leave the shelter. I can’t take it anymore. I’ll try to find a way to survive on my own. I’ve lost everything, my home, my job, my friends. I’m alone now.
Day 30:
I’ve been living in the ruins of my home. There’s no electricity or running water. I’ve been scavenging for food and trying to stay alive. The city is a ghost town now. I can’t believe this is my life now.
Day 60:
I’ve joined a community of survivors. We’ve been working together to clear the rubble and rebuild our homes. We’re trying to make the best of a bad situation. It’s hard, but we’re all in this together.
Day 90:
I’ve seen progress. Some of the buildings are starting to be rebuilt. I’m hopeful for the future. We’ve formed a makeshift power grid and water system. We’ll get through this.
Day 120:
I’ve started a new job, helping to rebuild the city. It’s hard work, but it’s something. I feel like I’m part of something bigger than myself. I’m making a difference.
Day 180:
The rebuilding process is slow, but we’re making progress. I’m proud of what we’ve accomplished. The city may never be the same as before, but it’s ours. We’ve made it through the disaster.