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.