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Primary. Years 3/4/5/6


By James Heyworth, year 5, Elizabeth College

I’m about to get on the boat. All I can see is other evacuees, I finally get on the boat and I’m just in time, the horn goes off. After a while we reach the camp which is a very deserted. The camps where the tents are made out of cloth and the beds are made out of carpet. There are about 100 other people including me. I can’t sleep I miss my family so so much how could I not? There are walls around the camp but I still don’t feel safe. I’m playing football when someone slips. I have a flashback. I fall over, I see my mum and my dad I see my dad fall over I’m suddenly really scared. I scream and run off. I’m not sure what happened after that. I think I passed out or something like that. When I woke up the next day in my bed, something was wrong. I forgot who was my friend and who wasn’t. Everyone was there and I was still in my bed. I get out. No-one is talking. I look behind them. Their cardboard cut outs! I go to my tent and no-one is there. I am really freaked out. “I wish the war would end so I could go home” I whispered but of course no-one could hear me. I burst into tears. Suddenly gunshots went around the camp and I decided to stay in my tent with bombs landed around and destroying the main tent which I am in,. I peeked through the cloth doors on my tent and saw my dad fighting! He ran towards me and picked me up and took me to the boat and we instantly started going. I realized something heavy hit oh no I thought. Bye…

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