In the city of London I’m sheltering in a little closet, covering my hands over my head. I can hear the sound of the sirens going louder and quieter, like a rollercoaster. I feel petrified and shaky like an earth quake, as I see the German planes hovering over.
I can hear delicate whistle as the bomb falls down like a meteor. Also the sound of exploding bomb, like a tribe of elephants stomping, hoping I won’t die.
Billy Jayne (Class 4)