Escape

“Quick, quick” said a frantic mother. Andrew was up in a flash with John still dozing and looking at a light haze of different shades. His mother had to rapidly shake him to wake him up from his deep sleep. He woke up and received a huge fright with the waling of the air raid sirens. He lept out of bed like an excited child on Christmas day ready for his presents. They ran down stairs. The sirens were droning in the ears from the planes. The mother opening the door John and Andrew holding on like a little boy who had just awoken from a nightmare. They searched and scampered across the abandoned backyard no light as they in and shut the bunker door BOOOOOM! The explosion was so deafening that they nearly went deaf. The quietness was scary after the bomb all was heard was a few of bomb shelter doors opening the boys gazed and sore a demolished house. The boys were devastated of how a person could do this. The very next day a short stumpy lady came over the demolished house she walked over the old books. ”We have decided to take children to the safe the safe country as I see you were lucky to survive.”

“It struck as we left” said the puzzled mother,” by the way what are you doing here.”

“I have been sent to collect two young boys to take them to the country.”

“O.K then you a might as well be off” the whimpering mother replied.

“Great now come we don’t want to miss the train do we.”

The said no good byes. The trip was long and John made up for his disrupted night sleep while Andrew could not sleep because of the crying and all he would hear was mum, dad, dog. The huge train stopped there carriage was evacuated and the train left the deserted station. They followed one of the biggest hairiest man you have ever seen. The giant mob stopped at a huge ugly dark looking house. The huge dark roof had a few dragons on the roof. The huge front lawn was pitch black from the shade of the dark oaks.

“John and Andrew” in a deep voice the man cried out.

The boys slowly walked down the pebble path. John turned and the man had left. John looked at, Andrew being the oldest said Run! A jolt left the boys brains and down to there feet making them move the fastest there young thriving bodies could take them down the gravel road leaping a old barb wire fence into a deserted paddock with the green grass making it hard to run in. Andrew stopping abruptly feet slicing into his calf muscle both falling into a soft pile of hay. ”Why did you stop” said John in a wandering tone of voice.

“Notice that we a wasting more energy running and they can see us, we must crawl’ replied Andrew. So they crawled down to the end of the paddocks when they arrived at the station where the wind picked up all the dust on the side of the railway. The boys walked for miles just wandering and when it turned to night the companions would find a paddock to hide in. A few long tiring weeks later the long casting shadows of the sun rising on the tall buildings of London their home a sudden burst of energy ran through their body they ran through the empty deserted streets of the neighbourhood, the bricks of the old house were hard to run over but with the enjoyment of seeing there mother as they approached the bomb shelter was like a barren waste land. As they entered the newspaper was in the door saying all the men and women who went underground and the Germans bombed the tunnel fourteenth down was there mother.