*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

I woke up to screaming, crying, and most importantly: the sound of bombs falling down on the ground making a huge noise. Quickly, I jumped out of my bed, put on my robe and slippers grabbed a flashlight, and ran out of my room. The first thing I did was run to Lucy's room. I know, some people might call me stupid for not trying to find Mom and run to shelter instead, but I had to make sure she is safe. Besides, I would give up my life for her without a second thought. For any of my siblings, or parents.

I ran into Lucy's room, and looked around. I saw my little sister lying in bed, crying and covering her ears, trying to silent out the sound of bombs.

"MOMMY!" she cried. And then she saw me. "Anna!"

"Lucy, what are you still doing here?!" I exclaimed, and grabbed her hand. I put her robe on her shoulders, while she put on her slippers. Then, we both ran out the door, and down the stairs. There, I heard both, Mom and Peter shout at Edmund. I left Lucy with them, and ran to find Susan. And I did find her. Well... actually I bumped into her in the hallway, making both of us fall down. We got up quickly, and ran out the door with the rest of our family. Peter pushed me and Susan in front of him, so that we could get to shelter safely. Once we got there, I heard Mom yelling Edmund's and Peter's names. That's when Lucy lost it and started crying, whilst Susan already had silent tears rolling down her cheeks. I sat in the middle of them and wrapped my arms around their shoulders. Lucy snuggled closer to me, whilst Susan wrapped her arm around my waist to pull herself closer. That's when Peter pushed Edmund down the stairs of shelter, and started yelling at him.

"Do you always have to be such an idiot?! You're so selfish! You could've gotten us killed!"

"Peter, stop." I told him gently. I unwrapped my arms from around the girls, and moved to the middle of the shelter where Edmund was sitting, holding the picture of our Dad in his hand, silent tears running down his cheeks. I then wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into my chest, to somehow comfort him. He snuggled into my embrace, and I ran my hands up and down his back soothingly.

"Why can't you just do what you're told?" Peter asked quietly, making Edmund glare at him. I pulled him even closer to me, and looked over to the girls, who were clinging onto Mom. That's when Peter closed the door of the shelter.

Edmund and Lucy kept crying, but for two different reasons. Lucy cried, because she was scared, and because it was effecting her the most, since she was the youngest out of all of us. Edmund, however was crying because of Peter blaming him, and because he wanted Dad to be with us, instead of fighting in the war. We all did, but we couldn't do anything about it. He was away, and we have to deal with that. Edmund and Lucy finally stopped crying, and fell asleep. Mom fell asleep with Lucy in her arms. Susan fell asleep next to them. Edmund fell asleep in my arms, whilst I fell asleep with Peter's one arm wrapped around me protectively. He is always so protective of me... He's the best older brother I could ever have.