Earthquake
by Anonymous | Score: 3400
Thud! Crash!
The ground shook under her feet as she jolted up from her desk. An earthquake!
Lara lived in San Francisco, and knew the theory of what to do during an earthquake. She left her comic book stranded on her desk and she ran to the door frame.
She hugged the wall as the shaking pushed her space history book off the desk with a thud louder than the rest. Then a clatter as her colored pencils rolled off her desk and bounced off of the floor.
Lara winced. Those would be a devil of a thing to clean up.
Then, almost as suddenly, the floor stopped shaking. Lara waited a moment longer to be sure, then cautiously moved her way into the kitchen. She needed a good breakfast after that.
She opened the fridge to find all the food on the floor of the fridge. The egg carton had gotten wedged against the wall of the fridge and all of the eggs were still intact.
Lara shoved the rest of the food to the back of the shelf, grabbed the carton of eggs, and back-handed the fridge door closed. She set the carton down on the counter carefully, retrieved a pan from the mess on the floor, and then set the pan on the stove.
As she clicked the stove on, the cabinet above her suddenly gave way, cracked glass having been shaken around inside. The door burst open, raining glass down on her face.
Lara looked up in shock, then regretted it. The shards of glass hit her in the eyes, blinding her.
"Aaaah!" she screamed. She fumbled towards where her phone had been sitting on the counter, but found instead the pasta strainer. "Hey Siri!" she called in de