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World War II Is Bad

Friday night, Ewan went running to the shelter, the noise of the air raid siren thumping through his head. Everyone around him was screaming in terror, only calming when the alarm stopped. After a while, Ewan emerged from the shelter to find both his neighbours' houses had been bombed. One side of his house still standing, flames flickered against the rubble that was once his home. In floods of tears, he searched for whatever belongings he could find, for tomorrow he would have to move in with his aunt in the countryside.

by Ewan Peckham (Runner-Up) (8)
Thomas Johnson Lower School - Bedfordshire


Competition - Ancient Adventures

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