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Primary. Years 3/4/5/6


By William Vivian, year 6, La Houguette School

I tried to keep up with the couple who luckily picked me from the billeting office My evil parents told me they would be horrid. Once we arrived, the frown turned to a smile.
I said, “I’m Alex what’ s your name?”
“I’m Terry Runner and my wife here is Julie Runner.”
Before I could respond I heard a sound, it sounded like a bomb! My worst fear! And soon enough, to my devastation, the glass of the house shattered. The house turned to rubble quickly. Luckily, I managed to survive because I jumped to the floor.

There was a lot of damage and I was upset because I thought that living in the country was fun. After that was over we listened to the radio.
“There has been some more killing in the Blitz: Mr and Mrs Jones, parents of Alex Jones," the radio muffled.
“Oh, sorry, Alex, Julie comforted.
“Don’t be... I've always hated them. They are cruel as they can be,” I replied. They said to go to bed, so straight away that’s what I did.

The next morning the lady from the billeting office was down stairs.
I listened in closely.
“By order of the Home Office, he must live with a family member,” she said.
“He doesn't have any left!” Julie shouted.
That was it, I rushed downstairs pretending that I hadn’t heard anything.
Terry said, with a smile, “Morning, can you just step in that room please? He should choose,” shouted Terry.
It was the first time I’ve heard him shout. It was cool. He said that I should choose to go into a foster home or get adopted by Mr and Mrs Runner.
Everybody’s eyes were fixed on me and they were shaking.
“I’ve only known you two a month and I love you."

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