7th September, 1940

It was a normal day in your neighbourhood, located in Eastern London, as you pressed a steaming cup of tea to your lips, the dreaded air raid siren hissed around the capital city. Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and ran to their Anderson, Morrison, or Public shelters, so did you, you ran into the Anderson shelter in your back garden and strapped your head with the gas mask you owned. Before you knew it, you heard the bombs zooming into the buildings, the Ju - Stuka dive bomber's hiss, and everyone who were to late, disappear from the smoke of the bombings.