Dear journal, After the bomb had been dropped i could see all the devastation it left. The buildings were crushed into pieces , some of whom not recognizable. I can see the shadows that were left where people and things once was. Looking at all the damage and all the people hurt i feel so bad because i was not wounded. I was helping some people who was trapped get out , but the only thing that was on my mind is “where’s my wife and baby” “Are they alright”. I’m heartbroken by this. The place we called home was now in pieces. Most of the people died from radiation. Many of them were serveraly burned.
