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Intermediate. Years 7/8/9

The Countryside

By Emily Merrien, year 8, Grammar School

Dear Diary,

The countryside was always a magical place to me. The land seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see and the summer sky was always the most beautiful shade of blue, with birds dancing across it, like they were giving a special performance just for me. Winter used to be just as magical, but now, as I’m staring out the window at the snow softly falling, covering my wonderful countryside in a cold blanket, it seems to have lost all its magic...

I moved to this village when we first heard there was to be a war. Mother stayed behind in London, I remember her waving to me, smiling, as the train pulled out of the station. I hated her for staying when I heard the news. Bombs dropped on London, thousands dead. My mother one of them. Father went off to fight, he said it was his duty to his country. I do wish he would write sometimes...

I hate this war. I really do. The soldiers came and took him this morning, in front of everyone. My best friend for life came crying to me, about how she would never see her father again, about how everyone now hated her. I think she was being a bit dramatic but she looked so heartbroken that I felt sorry for her. After all, her father being a spy isn’t a very nice thing. I hope I never have to know what it feels like to lose a father. I wish this war would end soon. I wish it would end today. However, seeing the planes soaring above in the grey sky, I guess this war won’t be ending anytime soon...

- Mary Rowe, 1945

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