Hiding-final

Hiding-final
Dear my diary.
        Now I'm writing with you in a temporary shelter built by government! How wonderful it is! I must be dreaming. But turned out I'm not. I can believe the war finally ends! Righteous finally beat up evil! This shelter is great, we don't have to eat potatoes and cabbage all day long. My parents are safe. I can even contact my grandma by the telephone. She is in another city with my uncle. They are safe too.
        All that happened last week. A month ago, we already heard about that war maybe ends because the good leader is planing a big counterattack. And last week when I was sleeping, the good army finally occupy the city I was hiding. Gunshot, bomb. After all that, someone broke in our door, we all freaked out. But turns out it's our men, we are safe!
        I think I can write a book about what I went through for these years base on my diary. Maybe I can even publish it. What important is the world is finally become peaceful again! My dad found that our home is still sound. We can go back to Beijing about next month, because the war completely paralyses the transportation.  Everything will be fine.