A blog from World War 2

February 15, 1945

As we were trying to sleep last night, the siren went off. We got dressed quickly and ran to the shelter. After an hour, it was over, we never even heard one shot. At 1:30, while we were deep in sleep, the siren went off again. We ran back to the shelter again. After 3-4 minutes we were already dressed and in the street, but despite our speed, the aircrafts were already above the city. We raced to the shelter because the last bombing truly frightened us. These aircrafts were merely passing over Munich, but they must have bombed nearby because the siren lasted an hour and a half.

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