Bomb of Despair

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Historical Fiction story about Hiroshima.Bomb of Despair

It happened in the morning. I had just walked out of my house and said my goodbyes to my wife, Ayumi. I grabbed my bike, sat on it, and stopped. It seemed very calm on the outskirts of Hiroshima. The trees swayed as a small breeze passed by. I took a deep breath and started to pedal.
As I entered the city, I started to hum the national anthem. It had such a nice tune. When I had passed the local park, sirens started to sound. I braked and sighed.
“Ugh, I hate those fake bomb alarms. There are never any American planes around anyway.”I thought to myself.
I started to pedal again when people started screaming. I looked back and saw kids and their parents all screaming and pointing up at the sky. I had wondered what they were looking at. I tilted my head and looked up. There was an airplane. Hovering right above the city. And it didn’t look anything like the airplanes from our air force.
As I continued to stare at the sky, a large metal ball appeared. It seemed to be getting closer…u8230 …u8230
Time seemed to stop as the ball burst in front of me. All I saw was a flash of light. And after that light came darkness…u8230 …u8230
* * * * *
When I came to, every single part of my body was in searing pain. I felt as though I was inside an oven. I was being burned alive. My eyes opened to see a young woman in front of me, bleeding from her head.
“You’re awake.”the young nurse said. “Don’t move for now. I’ve wrapped you in bandages and I’ve disinfected the burns on your body. You’re not going to die.”
“What happened?”I managed to stutter out.
“The Americans weren’t lying. They dropped a bomb on our city.”She replied, with a sad look on her face.
I moved my head and winced. As I looked around me, I was shocked by what I saw. There weren’t any clouds in the sky. The sky was as gray as the shirt I was wearing. And there was no trace of that orange light that I saw just before. The buildings that used to be around us were gone. The trees were gone as well. There were piles and piles of bodies around me, dead and alive.Doctors were rushing around, trying to treat as many people as they could. There was blood everywhere. Men and women who’s skin was burned so badly that they were unrecognizable. One man looked like a pile of flesh and didn’t look human at all. Pus seeped out of him. I closed my eyes, trying to convince myself that it was all a dream. When I opened my eyes again, all I could see was gray and red. I turned my head and couldn’t see my house. It was gone…u8230 …. Ayumi was gone...........
I laid back down and tears started to run down my face. My life was destroyed. I was flabbergasted. Everything had came crashing down in just seconds, just like this bomb. The bomb that caused me so much grief. I became....... empty. I had nothing left.
“Are you okay sir?”the nurse whispered as she tried to comfort me.
No, I wasn’t okay. And I never would be.

Submitted: June 12, 2011

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Bomb of Despair

It happened in the morning. I had just walked out of my house and said my goodbyes to my wife, Ayumi. I grabbed my bike, sat on it, and stopped. It seemed very calm on the outskirts of Hiroshima. The trees swayed as a small breeze passed by. I took a deep breath and started to pedal.
As I entered the city, I started to hum the national anthem. It had such a nice tune. When I had passed the local park, sirens started to sound. I braked and sighed.
“Ugh, I hate those fake bomb alarms. There are never any American planes around anyway.”I thought to myself.
I started to pedal again when people started screaming. I looked back and saw kids and their parents all screaming and pointing up at the sky. I had wondered what they were looking at. I tilted my head and looked up. There was an airplane. Hovering right above the city. And it didn’t look anything like the airplanes from our air force.
As I continued to stare at the sky, a large metal ball appeared. It seemed to be getting closer…u8230 …u8230
Time seemed to stop as the ball burst in front of me. All I saw was a flash of light. And after that light came darkness…u8230 …u8230
**** *
When I came to, every single part of my body was in searing pain. I felt as though I was inside an oven. I was being burned alive. My eyes opened to see a young woman in front of me, bleeding from her head.
“You’re awake.”the young nurse said. “Don’t move for now. I’ve wrapped you in bandages and I’ve disinfected the burns on your body. You’re not going to die.”
“What happened?”I managed to stutter out.
“The Americans weren’t lying. They dropped a bomb on our city.”She replied, with a sad look on her face.
I moved my head and winced. As I looked around me, I was shocked by what I saw. There weren’t any clouds in the sky. The sky was as gray as the shirt I was wearing. And there was no trace of that orange light that I saw just before. The buildings that used to be around us were gone. The trees were gone as well. There were piles and piles of bodies around me, dead and alive.Doctors were rushing around, trying to treat as many people as they could. There was blood everywhere. Men and women who’s skin was burned so badly that they were unrecognizable. One man looked like a pile of flesh and didn’t look human at all. Pus seeped out of him. I closed my eyes, trying to convince myself that it was all a dream. When I opened my eyes again, all I could see was gray and red. I turned my head and couldn’t see my house. It was gone…u8230 …. Ayumi was gone...........
I laid back down and tears started to run down my face. My life was destroyed. I was flabbergasted. Everything had came crashing down in just seconds, just like this bomb. The bomb that caused me so much grief. I became....... empty. I had nothing left.
“Are you okay sir?”the nurse whispered as she tried to comfort me.
No, I wasn’t okay. And I never would be.


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