BANG! The sound of gunfire jolted me awake. I leaped out of bed and ran for the cupboard under the stairs. Mother, Logan and Brooke were already crammed inside the tiny room. I closed the door and curled into a ball, wishing for the attack to be over. Wishing that father was not fighting in the war. Wishing that the war didn’t exist in the first place. After what seemed like decades, the gunfire ceased and was replaced by an eerie silence. Brooke clambered out of the cupboard first, followed by Logan, mother and finally me. The silence was deafening. Suddenly, Brooke’s laptop flickered to life. We all turned to watch Brooke pick up the computer. Her face went white as she read the email she had just received. She looked up from the screen, tears running down her cheeks.
“Father’s dead.”
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Wartorn
AdventureSonya is in the middle of World War III. In hope of keeping her safe, her mother has sent her to a safehouse for the innocents. With her younger brother, best friend and best friend's older twin to look after, Sonya must try to keep them all alive...
