Survivors recall terror of landslides from North Sumatra cyclone

At 2: 30 a.m. (09: 30 GMT), Sri Yuni Pardede, 20, was with her family at home when a thunderous crash woke them up. It was just thunder, according to my mother-in-law. No, the house is shaking, I said. She recalled that boulders suddenly came down.

“My younger sibling was staying over,” my sister said. I kicked him to avenge the landslide, which had occurred. We would have all perished in that house if we had all slept. Sri fled to the nearby church after grabbing her daughter Eleanor. They watched horrified as another landslide completely destroyed their home from the top of the hill.

The family has been residing at the church for a week along with hundreds of other displaced victims. At least 770 people have died as a result of the cyclone-caused floods and landslides, with 463 still missing, according to government data.

We were all saved, please. What matters is that the children and everyone else survived, she said, not that our possessions can be replaced. However, the trauma persists. I become frightened whenever I hear a door opening or closing, as in the case of a door. I’m a shocker if there is any loud noise. I overheard a helicopter making noise on our first day at the church. We’re going to die! screamed I. I nearly passed out because I believed there had been another landslide.