Sample 12

Sample 12
1 The whole city was dark, quiet, except for a few stray cats rummaging in bins for food, away from the bright streetlamps, and a single light in a window, where metal rock music was heard. Suddenly the music reached a crescendo, and a cat at the foot of the flat hissed and spitted angrily.
2 “Oh yeah…” I shouted, as the music came to an end. Then I smashed the tennis racket which I had been strumming to the electrical guitar music played on the radio on the floor. “Oops.” That was the third tennis racket I’ve smashed, as if I played the sport at all.
3 “And that was the music by…” The DJ referenced the composer. I took a glance on the hanging clock on the wall. Thirty minutes after twelve! It was really getting late and I should be in bed, but when I was about to switch off the radio, the station played my favourite piece, and I can’t resist. It was about fifteen seconds into the music when the drumbeats died out and the whole music was replaced by an annoying buzzing sound. Then what sounds like a news report was broadcasted.
4 “We interrupted this program with a shocking piece of news. The country’s military station detected a group of B-2 spirit stealth bombers of unknown nationality heading our way. It was thought to be arriving in two hours. Head for the bomb shelters now! I repeat. We-”
5 I thought I have heard wrongly. A bombing raid is going to happen? But that’s highly unlikely. Nevertheless, I decide to play safe.
6 “Mum! Dad!” I shook them awake, and they told me off for waking them up, then I showed them the broadcast, which was still playing.
7 “But that’s un-”
8 “Yes, I know, but better play safe than be sorry.”
9 So my parents, my younger brother and I crept into the bomb shelter, bringing the radio and some supplies with us. But there was no one else, and I was getting a bit suspicious. But I’ll still stick to playing safe.
10 The shelter was dark and stuffy. My younger brother was afraid of the dark so he began crying, then he fell asleep. Soon, the rest of us did the same too, unwary that the station was broadcasting some ridiculous messages.
11 “The ground troops are entering the grounds with nuclear grenades! Everybody flee for your life. You are about to be blasted by an A-bo-, no, H-Bomb!”
12 Just then, my father woke up with a snort, in time to here the station broadcasting the message, “If you believe this whole heap of rubbish for three hours, you’re really an idiot. If you are squatting in a bomb shelter, well, I don’t know what to say.”
13 Dad wasn’t very surprised. The only thing he was surprised about is that the radio station still dares to talk to the listeners like that after they lied and joke on something serious. Dad woke us up, muttering angrily under his breath that the whole thing was a fraud, not that he never suspected. My younger brother teased at me for being so gullible. I just felt hot in the face, but the radio station was at fault too. In the past radio stations made more stupid broadcasts like: the Martians are coming! And thousands of people panicked. But still, I think its better to be safe than sorry. (566)