23 April 2012
Chapter 2
Today I have to go to the countryside. Leave my mother. My home. My friends. I have to be labelled up like a parcel then sent off on a train with everyone else in my class. I don't think I could stand to say goodbye to my mother, knowing that I might never see her again... Just thinking about it sent a shiver through my spine, so I tried to force this nightmare out of my head and concentrate on packing. So far I had a gas mask, some food, clothes and some water packed in my bag.
"Lizzie, are you nearly ready to go?" my mother called up the stairs.
"Yes, I will be 5 minutes," I shouted, my eyes filling with tears.
Quietly, I crept into my mothers room and took her skirt that she often wore. Just the smell of her clothes would be like taking her with me except I wouldn't be able to hear her gentle, warming voice. With my mothers skirt in my hands, I walked back to my tiny room. We have never been too rich, however we are not as poor as some of my friends and their families. I hid my mothers skirt under the pile of clothes on my suitcase and then carefully closed the lid. Wiping the last tear off my cheek, I picked up my suitcase, took one last look at my room then I stumbled down the stairs.
"Have you got everything?"my mother asked quietly.
"Yes mum," I replied, staring at the wooden floor.
Usually I hate walking and would moan about a five minute walk, but today I wish it would be longer than ten minutes to the station. I would rather walk for hours and hours. As soon as we reached the station I burst into tears and clutched onto my mothers coat.
"I don't want to go! I would rather stay here with you even if we get bombed! Don't make me go! Please!" I begged, my knees shaking.
"Lizzie, everything will be ok, you might meet some new friends while you are there. I am sure you will have a lovely time and you will be back with me in no time at all," she replied trying to stay strong, but I could see the tears leaking out of her eyes as well.
I held on to my mum for as long as I could but all too soon I was forced onto the train. I was still crying when the train started moving because I could see my mothers kind face looking at mine. Then, all of a sudden the train went round a bend and her face disappeared.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Lizzie Evacuated • Opuss № I