The day was 1950, the wars were over. The day I returned from my trip, I came home, relaxed and decided to unpack my suitcase. Then I heard a voice outside, I run out to see it. I saw a big fire at my friend’s house. The enemies bomb the house. My friend was okey but the fire came to the near of my friend’s house.
It started to burn and there was a little boy inside the house and soldier come and rescue him. I tried to do something for the house holds but I didn’t know what I need to do. I thought the war finished already so what was it I am thinking. I couldn’t realize what was going on.
One of my friends ran to me and asked we needed to do something so I started to think quickly and try to understand what happened. Suddenly, a soldier came to me and there was a big bomb came to our village from an unknown reason. There was no time to find the reason but we needed to help to the other people who were living in our village. Some kids were playing outside near the park and they were already scared and cried so much. We started to help them first and we found their family. After we gave them to their families, we went to the fire place to help the old ones too. After we finished all things, we need to do, the injured people went to the hospital.
After all, I decided to write a book about wars and effects to the cities and people of the cities. I couldn’t forget what ı saw in the field and it affected me so much. I hope all people live in patience and happy in the world. No war no cry and hopingly no crime.