Day: March 11, 2022

My Treasure

A war has begun, I witnessed soldiers breaking into houses killing innocent families. As I watch my house slowly turn into ashes I run like Usain Bolt to rescue my nanas urn. It was foggy and the room was covered with black smoke. I get closer to the living room. I find it hard to breathe. I am covered in ash. Rubbing my eyes, restoring my eyesight and rushing to save my beloved urn of my nans ashes. I quickly run back out of the building slowly feeling light headed. 


Peters Pespective

 Peters Pespective

  • Traumatised and overwhelmed, I look at the chaos happening in the distance. My house has exploded and is now destroyed. Devastation & disbelief at losing my home and country. The never ending screams, bombs and horror on my dads face wondering if this tragedy will end.The looks of others horrified and worried, its pestering me.