Californian members

[Gone in 60]

i remember the ‘94 quake well. I ran to my bedroom doorway and braced myself. I heard my roommate, a lovely young girl, screaming in terror. She burst out of her bedroom and latched herself onto me, screaming until the shaking stopped. Afterward, we got ourselves straightened out, and noticed a rythmic splashing noise.

We walked around the house looking for the source, then she flipped on the rear porch light and started screaming again at the very creepy sight of our pool water sloshing back and forth. It was mesmerizing.