one August day, 1945
A siren pierces my ears. Planes zip above my head. I run, zigzagging, hiding behind trees. A loud explosion stops me. I turn around and see a bright ray penetrate the sky. Then, I hear the sound of rumble. Houses, buildings, and poles crumble down onto earth, leaving me in darkness. Without being able to see, I start to hear voices. Cries and whimpers. “Help … Continue reading one August day, 1945