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Intermediate. Years 7/8/9

Johnny's War

By zacheo joffre, year 7, Elizabeth College

I woke up at 5:00 a.m. because I couldn’t sleep with all the noise and the bomb. I was in bed with my mum, I was hugging her in fear, my older brother was outside having a fag. He wasn’t really scared, my sister on the other hand was sleeping like nothing happened.

At 7:00 a.m. we were having breakfast. Then I heard a bomb flying over us and the people said “Quick go to the shelter.”
We all ran to the shelter and stayed there. I was praying to stop it. Then ten minutes later it had stoped and we could go back to our house.

The next day proper war started down the street with people shooting and fighting each other. At that moment I felt very scared that it was going to happen where I lived. I was with my mum praying that it would stop.

My sister was finishing breakfast with my brother. When they finished they went to the couch and were watching tv like nothing was happening.
I went down and said, “Don’t you care about what is happening we might die this is like the world is going to end.”
They said, “We know that and we know you are missing dad, but we have to act as if nothing is happening or it would ruining our life.”
I went upstairs to my bedroom and thought about what they said

The next day it was school. I left at 8:30 to go to school. People at my school were talking about what was happening and went to my three best friends Pel, Col and Roy. Pel was saying how much fun it was and wanted to join the army even thought he was 12. When I went home I received a letter I opened it………

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