War- A Personal Response

There was smoke all around the victims after a battle took place. It was so smoky that the houses in the background could almost not be seen. The sky was a pitch black. It looked like it might fall anytime. It was as if it was the end of the world. The victims fought their way hard past the smoke surrounding them and finally managed to reach the end of a pavement. They wore casual clothes with some holes in them. They did not expect such a battle to happen and did not bring any valuables with them. But that did not matter to them. Life was more important. Looking down at the huge piles of debris left on the ground after the battle took place, they were devastated but they have no more time to spare. They looked back to ensure that their soldiers were not nearby. Fearing that the soldiers may come anytime soon, they plucked up their courage and jumped down one after another. The last of the batch of victims kept a lookout while the rest jumped down the pavement desperately, hoping to escape from danger. Some helped those who were not able to jump down the pavement. Some held on to their relatives as they ran away from danger watching out for debris on the way. They took a last look of their hometown before bidding goodbye with tears welling up in their eyes.