A blog from World War 2

January 10, 1944

Last night while we were sleeping, the siren woke us up. We ran to the dormitory’s basement, after an hour we were able to go back up into the dormitory. There is no damage inside, but outside we can hear the excavators digging amidst rubble and corpses, and firemen trying to put out fires. I’m tired of this miserable existence, I hope it ends soon or they destroy everything so it’ll be over for us all.

1 Comment

  1. Lance:

    Despair is creeping in.

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