A moment in history

I woke up to the sound of what seemed like screaming. Pulling my covers around my shoulders, I got out of bed and walked up to a little storm window. I ever so gently pulled back my purple curtains and glanced out of my window. I lived on a second story building so I could pretty much see everything. I could hear this supersonic boom as I continued looking out the window. My ears were ringing and I almost felt a bit of warmth brush against my skin. The light was only there for a few seconds before everything went black.  I was confused because I was still staring out my window and I could hear the screams of people, but it was like someone put a blanket over my eyes. I fluttered my eyelashes, like wings on a butterfly, scrunched my eyes as tight as I could but all I could see was darkness. I heard my mother rush into my room and let out a big gasp. I could feel her tears on my cheeks as she picked me up and carried me away.

*A reflection of a little girl staring out the window when the atomic bomb strikes. Because of the magnitude of light, she was blinded. 

Kell