Under Fire.
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UNDER FIRE It seemed as though it would never stop, the hunger, the crying and the bombing. Not many houses were left standing. It looked like a junk yard, Thanet that is. London was the worst, that's what I hear, I'm not sure about that because I live in Kent just outside London, in 64 Cross Lane, in what's left of it, with what's left of my family. I don't know when it started, there had been several car bomb attacks in London, well all over the country. At first I thought it would stop, that the terrorists were trying to scare us, not go to war with us. Then it came home, literally, my grandparents were killed, a bomb hit their house in the middle of the night while they were asleep. I know the exact date, time, it was like I was there , you see I...


