Heartbreaking Bombs

They were coming. and Ali knew. German bombs were pelting down on Britain and this cellar was the only place that was keeping them ‘safe’. Ali was hunching over, under his parents care. He could hear foot steps. The Nazi’s were getting close. The cellar was such an opened space but it was big. Closer, closer, closer. It was coming. She was being smothered in his parents kisses. She knew he was going to die tonight.. Closer, closer, closer. Her heart was racing with fear. And… they came in. It took her a mili-second to figure out who was here

“BOOOOOOOM!!!” a German bomb teared down the cellar and obliterated everything. Her parents were on the floor. “Go, run before they realise! RUN!”. Ali dashed out of the cellar and bolted for his life. On the docks, she saw a tiny, run-down boat taking off. And there were German soldiers running towards her. What choice did she have? And with on mighty jump…

“SPLASH” she landed in the boat causing it to shake and go ballistic. She had just began her journey.

A week later, nearly on the brink of dying in hunger, they reached land. Ali washed up on a shore, tremendously confused. The with a jolt, he screamed, “MAMA, PAPA!!!”. No one heard her. Ali fell down sobbing and continued for the next half hour…

When he woke up, he found himself on a rough bed. As she widened her eyes, a bit a bit more, she saw a very long landscape of melancholy grey beds just like his. When she looked ahead, Ali saw a a solid metal fence with spiked pickets. An old, frail man came up to him and whispered in his ears, “This detention camp is the last place you’ll see before we are taken to Auschwitz to be gassed in the chambers

“Say good-bye”