Katie Tarbell

They Came from the Sky

I dive into an aqueduct as the sirens start to blare. It’s old, the metal barricade is covered in rust with only a trickle of water going through. My hands are pressed over my mouth to silence my sobs. The panic around the city is palpable as I listen to the screams and cries above me, silently begging that nobody finds my hiding spot. The ground around me vibrates as the explosions begin. More screams. More panic. More hell.