World War II It has been years, but I am still unable to forget the most gruesome and pitiless wars of all time: World War II. Its memories still haunt me till this very day. Its etched ever so deep in my heart that even when time runs steadily and things change in the world I am still living in its past. It was on that fateful day on December 8, 1941, that I heard distant noises of explosions. Even though I had heard through the radios that World War II had started, I knew it had not Singapore just about yet. So, when I heard the distinct noise of bombings, I, just like everyone else started to panic. Living in a kampong house during that time, the house was not that stable standing on wooden slits. The house was also made out of wood and during rainy days the houses were easily flooded as even the rooftop of the house had tiny, fine, hairline cracks in