The Raid by Eoin Week 16

BANG! Another flurry of bombs came raining down on the terror-stricken occupants of London.Tom, who had been roused from his sleep by the cacophony and  blundered outside in the hope it was over, was met with the drone of more planes. Alarmed by the bizarre and somewhat insane scenes he had encountered, Tom  rushed towards the nearest air-raid shelter and took cover. Hours passed in the dark gloom,  with the torrential boom of explosives showing no sign of abating. After a metaphorical eternity, the planes retreated and it was deemed safe to return above-ground. Walking up the bare cement steps, the light blinded him, but what shocked him even more was the devastation of London. “Surely not,” Tom muttered in disbelief .