Today was going to be his favorite day. He was going to start to be in the Union army today even though he has been with us for months.
All of the sudden we here a cannon go off. Captain screams what on earth is going on who could be firing cannons at us right now. Half of the fort bas been blown up we start to fire our cannons at those people. As we are firing our cannons at them we get a report that those people across the lake are the people from the south. Immediately we stop firing our cannons. We tell that guy that was supposed to get his rank today to go and fire a salute shot to tell them that we are surrendering. Something had to have been wrong because as he shot it the cannon exploded. It looked really nasty his guts were flying all over the place. Our captain got the next recruit to fire off the salute this time it works and the south stops firing we escape from boats without them capturing us. We only had one death and 3 people injured. We got a report on what the kid did wrong on his first time that he shot the cannon. He put too much gun powder in the cannon and too big of a ball so that ball got stuck and the whole cannon exploded.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Dresdin Firebombing
Today’s my birthday. I have been waiting for this moment for ever. It seems like it’s been 20 years since I had my last birthday. Today is going to be the best day ever. My mom and I are waiting for my dad to come home. He works the night shifts. He’s almost home he called and said he was minutes away from home. Finally he gets home it feels like it’s been a whole hour when he gets home but it’s only been 2 minutes. My mom pulls out the cake, and all of the sudden we here a siren.
I’ve never heard this siren before but my parents are even wondered why this siren is going off, but they dashed out of the house. I decide to follow them. My parents end up taking me to this thing called a cellar it was right outside of my house and we shared it with my neighbors. They said that we were hiding here because people are trying to kill us. So I go in the corner and sit there for 10 hours. In the ten hours we here these loud bangs. After the first loud bang we can hardly see two feet in front of us because of the dust and shrapnel from the bombs. Our cellar is to damaged to be in for any longer so right when the bombs stop coming down we run as fast as we can. My dad had to carry me because I am not a fast runner. We get into another cellar. The bombs damaged that cellar also so we ran again. This time I didn’t close my eyes when we were running. It felt like everything was supper slow. I saw people lying on the ground dead. Some people were split in half because the bombs are so powerful and other people were burnt so bad they were skin and bones.
After the bombing we are being taken care of by these nice people. It is February 14th, my mom shows me my birthday present. It is a stick of sausage. I really don’t care because of what we are going through. We are walking around town and all of the sudden we here the siren again. The people that are taking care of tell us to go to their cellar. There cellar is astonishing it is 10 feet underground and actually has a hard floor and a couch. Also it has an oven to make some food if we want to. They say that we will be safe down here because we are so far underground. When the bombing is over we walk outside. There are soldiers cleaning up all of the bodies. They say that there are at least 40,000 people dead in this bombing. There are blood spatters all over the building I almost threw up but I didn’t. I also say some people burned and shriveled up to the size of a little kid even though they are an adult. There are people on their knees saying only one word; why, why. This is really disturbing I will never forget this moment. Nobody has a house anymore because the bombing destroyed every single house. My parents and I are going to be stuck in town for a while because the bridge is broken and that is the only way out of the town.
I’ve never heard this siren before but my parents are even wondered why this siren is going off, but they dashed out of the house. I decide to follow them. My parents end up taking me to this thing called a cellar it was right outside of my house and we shared it with my neighbors. They said that we were hiding here because people are trying to kill us. So I go in the corner and sit there for 10 hours. In the ten hours we here these loud bangs. After the first loud bang we can hardly see two feet in front of us because of the dust and shrapnel from the bombs. Our cellar is to damaged to be in for any longer so right when the bombs stop coming down we run as fast as we can. My dad had to carry me because I am not a fast runner. We get into another cellar. The bombs damaged that cellar also so we ran again. This time I didn’t close my eyes when we were running. It felt like everything was supper slow. I saw people lying on the ground dead. Some people were split in half because the bombs are so powerful and other people were burnt so bad they were skin and bones.
After the bombing we are being taken care of by these nice people. It is February 14th, my mom shows me my birthday present. It is a stick of sausage. I really don’t care because of what we are going through. We are walking around town and all of the sudden we here the siren again. The people that are taking care of tell us to go to their cellar. There cellar is astonishing it is 10 feet underground and actually has a hard floor and a couch. Also it has an oven to make some food if we want to. They say that we will be safe down here because we are so far underground. When the bombing is over we walk outside. There are soldiers cleaning up all of the bodies. They say that there are at least 40,000 people dead in this bombing. There are blood spatters all over the building I almost threw up but I didn’t. I also say some people burned and shriveled up to the size of a little kid even though they are an adult. There are people on their knees saying only one word; why, why. This is really disturbing I will never forget this moment. Nobody has a house anymore because the bombing destroyed every single house. My parents and I are going to be stuck in town for a while because the bridge is broken and that is the only way out of the town.
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