It felt like someone was pounding on the window. But it was the aftermath that was shocking.
It's easier to be with three of your best friends and we keep each other entertained. One cries and the other three picks her up.
It's like being in a prison, and we just wait.
We're trying not to get caught up in the madness -- the violence, the looting and fires.
We couldn't get a cab from the house we were renting. We had to hitch a ride. Then we started to panic. We started to notice people were gone and it seemed like it was going to be really bad.
They set fires in a city that has no water, which blows our minds.
We wheel and deal for food. I can't believe we have to do this in America.
This is our only link to the world.
We usually end up crying. He tells us not to be scared.
They were absolutely wonderful, and we got to eat and had water.
