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Bombs explode all around me. Screams fill the air. Someone yells at me and tries to pull me back into the bunker. That's when I see him across the town, buried under a pile of rubble that used to be our home. I pull and struggle from the older boy's grip. I run as fast as I can dodging explosions, my ears ringing. I fall through a faulty floor board and into a gloomy basement

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