Frightening, terrified and horrid, the dark black jets fly through the sky over all the bombing and explosions. Meanwhile, Tommy was watching the furious explosions. His older brother Max shouted to him “Tommy come down hear now!” Tommy rushed down and grabbed his precious things.
Mum told Tommy and Max to quickly go and get their younger sisters Ariana and Esme. “AAaaaaaaaaa!!!” Esme screamed as everyone ran upstairs including Ariana. They grabbed the girls and ran outside as quick as they can into the shelter. Tommy ran back inside with no explanation.Awfully he went to get his dads picture and a big bad explosion happened.Max went after him and grabbed his arm and ran back to the shelter.” What were you thinking?”shouted Max. “Get in ,quick.” Mum whispered. The two boys jumped in and mum shut the door and they couldn’t come out until the bombing ended.
One terrifying blurred out night, there was a ww2 bombing in an innocent and fearful city. The plane pilots flew straight through the black, misty sky.
A family’s minute and endangered house stood there with its capacity of five people. The where called: Edward, Peter, Lucy, Susan and their mum (the mum’s name remains unknown.) They could all hear the atomic bombs dropping down on the novel city.
Edward (peering out of the window) saw the enemy planes. Lucy could hear bombing in the air and screaming on the patented flooring. Mum could smell the horrid, disgusting and outrageous smoke slithering threw the ancient house and on the misty, minefield streets. Peter (the eldest sibling) felt all the glass pieces shatter against his tender skin. Susan could touch the furious fire sucking closer and closer to her poor fingers.
Running for their lives, the family scattered towards the safe Anderson Shelter and fortunately made it there. When they got in their hearts were racing faster than a cheetah chasing its prey. They all gathered and hugged each other like there was no tomorrow.