My Fear, my war

As a kid in WW1 is hard since you would have to evacuate to the country without your parents. You would miss your parents, hoping there still alive. The clouds were black, grey and silver, all the bombs made my town dreadful and sorrow was everywhere, not like before where everyone was happy and joyful, which I miss every day. I want my family, I want my home, but what I want the most is this war to go away. I hope my mom and dad are alright, I hope they’re not in heaven. If I had to say goodbye to something- it would be the war. If only everyone were friends like it used to be a few weeks ago. If I had to choose between jewels and my family- it would definitely without a doubt my family.