Last night, at about 11:45, I was reading in bed and Brian was sleeping beside me. Suddenly the house and the room and the bed shook. I gasped and called out to Brian – I thought he would have felt it and woken up, but he didn't. I shook his shoulder and told him that something strange happened. I had no idea what could have made our whole building shake. We looked out the windows and I wondered if there had been a train crash or an explosion at the manufacturing company near us. But there was no loud sound. I shook. Brian went out and had a look around our apartment building, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. Then I started to feel like I was crazy. I tried to remember what happened, but it happened so fast it was hard to recall. I couldn't blame Brian if he thought I was nuts. We turned on the TV, but there was no breaking news, nothing to explain what had happened. So we went back to bed – I had a hard time getting to sleep.
In the morning Brian found out on the internet that there had been an earthquake. A 4.2 magnitude earthquake! Wow. I'm not crazy.
Laowai 
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