In Hiding - Original Writing

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In Hiding - Original Writing

From that day on, I lived, ate and washed in our small sinister

cupboard under the rotting wooden staircase. It was the day that

Britain declared war on Germany, since that day I have hated and

despised anyone German, I could never forgive a nation that murdered

my family and caused such devastation to my home land. I vividly

remember visiting my aunt who was a little richer than us most

weekends in the run up to the war; it was such a treat because she

owned a black and white television. My brother and I always wanted to

watch the films but my parents insisted on watching the news; I can

picture even now the blurred clips of Hitler talking to his troops, my

brother and I used to tremble as he spoke. My mother always used to

sympathize with us; were as my father used to get very irritable and

rather cross with both my mother and us.

My mother use to work in a factory and my father was a fugitive of the

Home Guards; instead he worked in the mines pulling along the heavy

coal carts. Because my parents earned so little they could not afford

to send my brother and I to school, instead we would just stay at home

and cycle around on some old shabby bicycles we found lying beside the

canal. Most days we would cycle to the RAF base, which was a few miles

away from, were we lived to watch the planes being prepared for the

inevitable war that lay ahead. My brother and I used to think watching

the planes was fun until the day the war began; at that point we

realized what a brutal and terrifying affair war was going to be, this

is when we took to living under the staircase because we were so

scared. My mother and father only earned enough to feed us as much as

necessary to survive on, a few years ago my father was made redundant

that's when my little sister Margaret died because there was not

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