It was around 2am when the air raid siren sounded. Ralph sat nervously under the table in the bomb shelter with his blond hair plastered to his face and sweat dripping down his pale cheek. The warmth of his mother's arms gave him comfort and the feeling of security he craved but, yet, he couldn't help the feeling of fear as he sat waiting for the unexpected. Outside, the sound of bombs and gunfire pierced his head like a headache that wouldn't go away. With every "bang" Ralph and his mother trembled. Even if they were not hit directly, bombs were dropped in nearby fields and Ralph and his family feared they would be hit. It was around 4am when there was a "break" in the shelling, Ralph and his uncle decided to look outside. As they stood at the front door, they looked up and the entire sky was lit up with a bright crimson glow and it looked like the city was on fire. After a couple of minutes the sound of enemy bombers could be heard from afar. They quickly ran into the house and crawled under the table. After a few minutes, a parachute mine fell at the end of Westcott Lane. All the houses on the street were destroyed or severely damaged. Ralph, sedated by the explosion, woke up later that morning to find his mother running around what was left of the house. “What are you doing, Mom?” he asked “You have to get Ralph out; you need to go somewhere safer.” "What! Where will I go?” Ralph's mother turned, knelt down, and stared into his eyes. Ralph could see the scared and worried look in her eyes, she was shaking and had sweat dripping down her pointy chin, and he could see that she was scared. "I don't know," he began, "but you can't stay here." you are not safe." She turned and continued packing and said, “Your school is carrying out an evacuation for all students who want to leave the country.” She turned to look at him again, “I want you to go with them.” Ralph was baffled. She didn't want to leave her family, but she knew she had to accept her mother's decision. Later that day, when Ralph and his mother had finished packing, it was time to leave..