Xianghua-chan Yen

6th August 1945 - Afterwards

I look around. My house and nearly every other house apart from one were levelled. Small fires were blazing. They looked as though they had been burning forever.

At first I felt all right but then the pain comes in and everyone is hurt. Mother is cut by a lot of glass; father looks in pain as he is bleeding badly; Jin has a blood nose and is holding something which I realise must my poor poor cat.

"At least we are alright," Mother says and then I have a horrid thought, Yumiko-chan, was she dead?

The San's house