A blog from World War 2

April 8, 1945

The siren went off twice. I worry that sooner or later, these surprise attacks will kill us. If it doesn’t end this month, I’ve decided to cut and run.
Before, the siren used to go off and then the aircrafts would come. We had time to run somewhere, we had time to go to a shelter, be it good or bad. But now, while we’re sleeping, eating, or working, we hear bombs being dropped and woe is the place where they land. The siren, or rather the “pre-raid siren”, goes off after. This is much more dangerous than the big attacks. These single aircrafts, called bombers, are very dangerous because their presence doesn’t set off the siren. Now that they’ve gotten closer with the military bases, they keep us company almost every day.

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