Just now I went trough something I thought I never would, not even ever experience. Creepy has hell.
Me and my mom were out in the garden, building something, when suddenly we heard this strange, loud noise coming from..The town, perhaps. Or from the mountain, maybe, we don't know. Sounded like sirens. I looked at her in a confused way, but she just kept looking after the noise.
"It's the alert"
It was alarming us about incoming planes, she said. Air raids.
Then I felt something deep down inside me. Some kind of fear I never have felt.
We went inside, and she googled it, because maybe it was just a test. But we had not heard of anyting like that.
Anyways, she found that it had been a test. Had. In may. My fear was growing, and I actually expected planes to come through the clouds, ready to drop the bombs. The sun, which had just been there, was now blocked by all the clouds, and suddenly, the wind became stronger. Leaves and flower petals and other stuff like that flew outside the window. We turned on the radio. After some rubbish about local news, they began talking about the alert.
It was just a test.
Shit I haven't felt that kind of fear before. And now I'm laughing of joy, just to be alive, hahaha!
The worst part about this is that I'm reading this fanfiction about Simon Petrikov (www.fanfiction.net/s/9122636/1…
I really recommend it if you're a fan!), including just those elements of nuclear war, incoming planes and stuff...I instantly tought of that fanfic when I first learned what kind of alert it was.
Well I never thought I would write a journal entry, but...Hahha I didn't expect the plane alert in our town to go off either!
But seriously I thought I would die.