Dear Kitty,
It’s devastating how a day could turn so quickly.
You wake up thinking that it will be an ordinary day and when you turn on the radio you know your life will be changed forever when war is announced.
My dad and older brothers will be taken away soon, and maybe some food too. We got to get the best of it while we can. When I was younger I'd always wished I was an only child. I regret that now. Knowing that I may never be pranked again by George, teased by Micheal or hugged by Peter again makes me want to cry at the thought of it. I now wish I'll get to see them again when this is all over.
But that's not the worst of it all.
I may be taken to be put in a safer place, like the countryside, but if there’s no time, I know I need to run away as long as my legs will take me, knowing I might not see my family ever again.
It doesn’t sound fun.
When you hear stories of war, you feel pity, but when it’s you speaking of your experience, it will remind you of those dark days of darkness and sorrow.