Thoop . Thoop,thoop

Your eyes open. You're in the bunker. A split second ago you were sound asleep in bed.

You don't even remember diving into the slit trench and scrambling to the bunker.

Rockets crack through the air above.

Kawaap, kawaap, KAWAAP! "INCOMMING!".

It's quiet again.

You listen again for the faint "thoop" sound as their mortar erupts from its tube.

The earth drops away. KAPLAAM! The air turns orange. Shrapnel rips through everything in its path.

You've stopped being scared months ago. You know you're dead.

No one lives through this. It's just a matter of time

"MEDIC MEDIC OH GOD, SOMEBODY GET THE MEDIC!"

"Who's yelling? Where's it coming from?"

"The builders hut got hit Borders and a couple of others got it! "

NO! Not Borders!

We'd been getting wake up calls like this nearly every morning.

This was the worst!

The first incoming rocket had blown apart the builder's hut.

A good friend of mine will never wake up again. All he had hoped for was to get home to his wife and kids