Marvin Serwanga
Sep 4, 2018 · 3 min read

The ground shakes, it’s six in the morning. I wake up grudgingly, an earthquake in London? I quickly rise out of my bed, the bedside table collapses dropping my alarm clock and pile of books. The shakes become more violent, I need to get out of here right now.

I run down the stairs, the shaking makes it difficult but I manage to step outside of the house when the shaking suddenly stops. I see people holding onto each other, cars are turned over. it seems like everything is back to…

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