War Of The Worlds Reaction

My family and I sat around the only radio we owned in our house and turned up the volume. A man spoke through the speakers, informing everyone about a strange meteor-like object that had fallen from the sky. No one knew exactly what it was, but the reporter did not seem worried and his voice remained calm. We all figured it was just a meteor that had just happened to land in our small town in New Jersey. This was the biggest news we had heard in weeks; things like this never happened in our boring little town.

My dad was about to turn the radio off when suddenly the reporter's voice began to tremble. He said that the object was moving, and something or someone was inside of it, trying to come out. He sounded nervous, and you could hear the screams of frightened people who were standing nearby in the background. My little brother started to cry, wanting to know what was happening. He thought the world was ending, and we were all going to die. My parents tried to calm him down, and I tried not to panic either, but it all just sounded so real. And the scariest part was that it was happening not too far away from our home.

The broadcast cut out, and music began to play. We didn't know what was going on, or if the reporter had gotten hurt or worse. My parents locked all of the doors and closed all of the blinds just to be safe. We sat huddled together on the floor in our living room waiting for the man's voice to return.

Finally, it did. He sounded even more scared than before, and you could still hear people crying out in the background. He told us that people were dead; the creature inside came out and began killing innocent bystanders. My parents looked at each other in fear and my brother continued to cry. I was extremely worried. These things were on the loose, had the ability to kill people, and no one knew who they were and where they came from. Who knows what their intelligence was like or what kind of destruction they were capable of?

My parents decided the best thing to do would be to evacuate our home and just drive somewhere far away where we would be safe. We quickly packed up a few necessary belongings into our suitcases and loaded them into the trunk of our car. My dad, who remained fully composed throughout this entire time, sat behind the steering wheel and began to drive the four of us to my mom’s sister’s house about an hour away. We figured we would be safe there and that these “aliens” wouldn’t be able to travel that far.

Little did we know that by the time we got there the aliens would have already found their way over there...