Earthquake

When I was in Costa Rica, there was a 7 point 6 earthquake.  I was walking in my garage when it came.  My brother, Caden was at school.  Mom yelled, "earthquake!" and then we ran inside.  I ran behind the couch with mom.  My Uncle Ryan was practically holding up the small house.  It was nerve racking.  I thought the windows were breaking but it was just the bowls and plates breaking.  When the earthquake was done, mom and I ran to get Caden from school.  Some guy stopped us and said, "muy fuerte!" but mom and I just kept running.  Caden was crying.  We brought him home.  you know the weird thing?  In Costa Rica you want to go outside, not inside.  Then we left Costa Rica to some other place when dad came back from Alaska.  But before he came there were aftershocks which are smaller earthquakes.