2nd September 1939
Dear Diary,
I made my way through the train station and it seemed as if it was abandoned. There was no one around to talk to, everything was quiet. You couldn't even hear a single bird, it's like they've just left me here, all alone.
I thought long and hard about where I could go, and only one thing popped into my head......my house! Of course! Where else could I possibly go? But, I didn't know where I would find it or where I came from in the first place.
Something caught my eye, it was a few hundred yards but it was in big, bold letters. So, I approached whatever I had seen, and to my surprise it was a map of our area! Thank goodness.
Father had taught me how to read maps so hopefully I could find my way home safely without getting hurt. I found a smaller copy in front of me and started to head towards the exit.
As I walk out of the train station, I hear a loud bang in the distance. But, I didn't really think anything of it and continued to walk along the road. The roads were very quiet and I mean very quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
It was getting quite late so I had to rest by a nearby tree until the morning. This journey is just so tiring, but I'm sure I can make it home tomorrow.
I'm going to take a nap and find something to eat, so I'll write more tomorrow and fill you in on anything exciting!
Bye Diary,
Elizabeth
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The Orphanage
Historical FictionA 14 year old girl, with ambitions for a successful life, but everything seems to change, bombs everywhere, houses with dark orange flames escaping from them, spreading from house to house.... After fleeing her home with her family, she loses them...
