Earthquake

I was sitting at my desk editing this week's Accent stories from the News Reporting class. All of a sudden, the whole house started to shake and creak. I looked up to the ceiling, wondering what in the world had happened upstairs to make such a racket, but before I had finished wondering, the shaking and accompanying noise gradually dissipated. The thought, "I wonder if that was a mini-earthquake," ran through my mind for a second, but then I noticed yet another misspelling in the news story that I was currently editing (It's Web site. Not website or even web site. Come on News Reporting class. You SHOULD know that by this point in the semester!) and continued editing. Later on, I signed on to Facebook and saw Danielle's status update that she thought she just felt an earthquake. I thought that was odd that she, living in Southern Village, had felt something close to what I had felt from over here in Ooltewah. I looked around Facebook a little more, finding one of my housemates from last year had a very similar status update to Danielle's. Finally I took matters into my own hands and searched the Internet, finding this Web site that confirmed the earthquake. So I have now survived a minor earthquake. I feel so cool to be able to say that.