The Stadium

The Stadium.

As I enter the big stadium that has just been opened to certain people, I realize just how much damage the bomb has done. The sand based field has just been ripped out! There is dirt, sand and snow everywhere!!! The signs on the border of the field have been ripped up like tissues and they are everywhere!!!! The V.I.P box has no glass up the front and just above it the TV box has only one and a half wall and only a tiny bit of the roof is left where the two walls meet.

I can only imagine the terror and distress of the people when the bomb went off. There were stampede and panic, blood and tears. Loads of people died just because someone out there wanted a million dollars.  I walk around the curve of the  of the stadium, dodging the chairs that have fallen down and the bits of the roof that have collapsed. I get to the box and walk inside. There are the metal frames of couches in front of me. I guess that that is where the managers and the V.I.P’s would sit. Behind the couches, there is a curved bar where they would get their drinks and food from. There is a pint glass on the table still. There are some pictures of famous footballers that have played at the stadium and photos of the teams that have won the championship here.

After the box, I walk down the stairs and onto the field. There is still patches of grass on the opposite side of the stadium, further away from the bomb. But, I’m getting close to where the bomb went off. There is a crater, and I walk towards it. I can’t help to think about the people standing next to the bomb. They wouldn’t know what happened. I feel really sad. Then I see the tunnel where the players run out to the crown. I start to walk towards the tunnel but then I remember what I had been told about going in there. So I don’t. I walk back out the entrance that I came in, while saying a prayer for the victims and their families.

By HUGH