It was a dull day. The bombings sirens were still going off. There was a letter sent out to every house in the town. On each one of them, there was a gold stamp with the letter M on it. When I opened it, it was from the mayor. He said for us all to be in the hall for the last speech. The Mayor was as fat as an elephant so everyone called him “The Elephant” but he didn’t mind. After a while, we got to the hall and the Elephant delivered his speech. “Now people I know this has been very scary but… BANG!!!
A bomb had hit the hall there were about 500 hundred people in it and not one lived.