Before I knew it, the roof and walls of my house were all gone. Only the posts remained. Everything else had been stripped away by the blast. I never heard the concussive sound of the explosion. There was a moment of silence in the air.
My mom thought that the bomb had exploded near the house. We hurried to the shelter in our backyard. It was just a simple pit we used for a shelter that my dad had dug by himself. My mom, sister and I huddled close together and put a mosquito net over our heads to offer some protection.