My remarkable day
September 17th 2016 was a very sad
day for my family because my 9 years old brother was hospitalized urgently for
severe stomach pains. The doctor said that it was probably an appendicitis that
had to be operated quickly, because he could die. That night my brother Daniel
was hospitalized and only my dad could accompany him. In the night my mother
cried disconsolately, because she imagined horrible things. The worst of all
was that many times I called my dad and he did not answer. Then that made me
more nervous.
On the morning of September 18th I
got up early to go to the hospital with my sister Javiera and my mother. All
the people that day were celebrating the national holiday and I was in a
hospital crying for my brother. When it was 4 in the afternoon the doctor let
us know how my brother was. Thank God he was fine. With my family we could not
contain our joy and we began to cry, but this time for happiness.
No doubt those celebrations were not
what I expected, but despite having been a very sad time in my life it became
the most extraordinary day, since my younger brother was in good health.
The best way I had to celebrate that
day was having a big earthquake.