The Wild War

• Kerryanne Thirkettle, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2019

Crash!
Bombs fell out of the dark sky, leaving dents as they hit the ground, destroying everything in their path.
A little girl fled from her burning house. Her name was Lilly – and she was only eight. She had an older brother, Mason, who was thirteen, and tried to keep her safe, though it was difficult.
“Lilly!” Mason called, as she ran through smoke, wheezing and coughing madly, her chest tight.
Mason hurtled to her side – she was falling to her knees, grazing them on the concrete. He covered her mouth, and before they knew it their home was gone.
Together, they got up. Lilly looked around at her grey, fire-engulfed surroundings. “It’s all gone…” she said miserably, bursting into tears.
Mason attempted to cheer her up.
“It’s okay, Lilly…We can start over!” he was sad, but trying to be cheerful for his sister.
Lilly stared at him, blue eyes round, blinking hard. “W-we can?” she wiped her eyes.
“Yes – we can!” Mason pulled her into a hug.
After a long time, they managed to build a small village. It was a LOT of effort, and they managed.
The End.