“All I might see was water, an enormous sea that swept away every part close by.
“Our road, our neighbors, our home, my mom and father, individuals’s voices, youngsters crying, cellular phone screens fading as their homeowners drowned.
“You already know what’s worse than listening to screams? The silence that comes after. It’s this eerie peace that haunts me immediately.”
Ahlam al-Zenni describes Derna’s catastrophic flood as if she had been in a trance and repeating herself.
“The silence that comes after.”
The 39-year-old lived together with her son, her dad and mom and her two brothers of their two-storey home in Derna, the place they skilled what individuals within the metropolis name the Day of Judgment.
“Native stations and social media had information in regards to the storm, however we did not pay a lot consideration to it. We stored saying it was a storm, that it could go. The worst we thought would occur was moist carpets or broken furnishings. We by no means thought issues can be extra severe.”
