There was a world war going on in Britain and you and your mother were the only one's home since all the men had left to fight in the war when suddenly you heard a knock on the door. Your mother had advised you to be careful and when you carefully opened the door to see who it was. You saw a young man, around the same age as you, wearing a military uniform. He was clutching his arm which had been shot and leaning against the wall of your house. "Please" He grunted, his eyes pleaded for you to help him