At that moment, I knew I should’ve moved out of the way but all I could do was shout. My shouts warned some people but I couldn’t run. When my consciousness came back to me, I started to run and I took one last glance above me. The fighter planes hovered above our town like eagles waiting for their prey. I told my friend to run and I ran into the church and rang the bell to warn the others. People straight away started to run but I couldn’t see the planes and I knew it was too late. I could hear bombs exploding in the distance.