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That night with my ex girfriend went to a bar in Brasil Avenue, here in Santiago. We start to drink beer for long, long time. Spend like four hours in different bars, and then, as always happent, she start to fight with me I don´t remember why, she told me a few nice words and leave the bar, I went to my house very drunk, near from Brasil Avenue, and went to bed. Then, an hour later, she came again to my home. I was in my bed and she start to scream and fight again, I didn´t pay attention and she get angry more and more, she scream and fight... nice, like twenty minutes... then, everything start to move and she say "a tremor", and I say "yeah, it´s a tremor, every week ther´s a tremor in Valparaíso, I´m used to that". And became more strong, she start to scream and run down stairs to the Street (I was just with my underwear), then outside, the most biggest earthquake in my all life (the only one), I hold to Daniela and she start to cry and we see the buldings move live butter, the streets sound like loud heavy metal, people screaming and pray, cars with the alarms, and you cannot see anything cause the dust. Silence. Daniela went to her home in a taxi, and I was in the middle of the street only in underwear and drunk, beautifull.

My family was in Valparaíso, but one on my nephew (Martin, six years that time) was in Iloca with his dad (the worst thing that could happent). My sister was in shock, cause it was the first time that Martin leave the house for few days and went to visit his father to another city. She cry for hours because she cannot know about Martin, but later he call and say that everything was alright and didn´t cry with the earthquake. Everyone in my family was alright, but the thing it´s that no one call me, just my dad calls me a few days later and he said: "how are you", "I´m alive, thanks for call", that was funny.