'“Empire of the Sun” by J.G. Ballard\r'

'My pricey mavin Patrick,\r\nHow be you my friend? How is Singapore? I bank you are fine and healthy. I am real(prenominal) prospering to be suitable to spell out this earn to you because non umteen race got the chance to do so. As you probably did non know, I am in a prison en inner circle right now because of the Japanese. I micturate been present for more than matchless division and without my parents. It is a very long story about how I am non with my parents anymore, so I give vindicatory tell you that we got separated when we were running in town from a bombing. It was a very big shock for me alone I am al right now.\r\nI still desire that I will find them, though. I do not eve remember what they look like. It hurts to approximate that they might blush not be alive anymore. I just do not know what to do anymore. I am a prisoner… and in only I corporation do is hope. I set out some good friends hither and they have helped me through everyt hing, but I am still very doleful and I hightail it my mom and dadaismaism a hole. I just hope that they are al right, so I can maybe find them one mean solar day. I miss my moms hugs and the long chats with my dad about planes. And I just press I could remember what they look like. This camp is horrible.\r\nI cannot live a shape life here, but we have each(prenominal) learned how to deal with the fact that in that respect is no other choice. We all told miss London a lot and cannot advertise the fact that we might never bob up back at that place again. We do not relieve oneself enough food and and water. All we eat is potatoes. They are some constantly either rotten or old and do not taste that good either. So many people use up purge only because of the potatoes or the water in it… some even die. It is often the old people or the small weak kids. I can not do much for them but I sample. Oh and I forgot to mention that thither are all these bugs inside the potatoes.\r\nThe women always clean them out but I just cannot be bo on that pointd! I eat them! As your dad says, â€Å"Its ample of protein, anyway! ” your dad is funny some clocks! Everyone pass aways one potato per day and if they have something good to trade, they might get lucky and get some other one. People here even fight for the food. But I have learned how to survive and get what I need or requirement very easily. My friend Basie taught me everything. I splay the items and the food sometimes and trade with others. I know you probably return that take is a wrong way of acquire something, but you would do it too if you were here.\r\nWe all run so desperate for things that there is no other way to get what you want. When I trade I try and be fair all the time because then I will get the fairness back next time. other thing about the camp is that it has become like a small town for all of us. Basie even has his own dapple inside one room. You should see all the different things he has in there! He uses them all to trade for what he needs. I get a lot of nice items from him! I do not think I mentioned Dr. Ransome. He is in any case a very good friend of mine. He is the only doctor in the camp and he works with the nurses in the small hospital.\r\nI help him with the sick patients sometimes and it feels good. I even brought somebody back to life, but only for a few seconds. Dr. Ransome did not believe me though and he told me it was just some bod of body reaction. But I think the person was alive, because I pumped the soreness! It feels really good to be able to help someone and make them healthy. Oh! Patrick! in that respect was an Air Raid the other day and it was the most excite thing I have ever seen! There were all kinds of planes flying everywhere! The Cadillac of the sky even! You should have seen that! The pilot even waved to me! He waved to me!\r\nThe planes were shooting their guns and destroying the camp. I was on the surpass of the roof watching everything! It was so exciting and I felt so intelligent for the first time in a long time. You should have seen all the crazy house and heard all the noise! The planes were fearsome and they were flying so perfectly in the clouds! I loved it! Well my dear friend I think I have written enough for you. They told me that I will be able to write one more letter to you. This makes me very happy! Expect a letter in a month or so when something else exciting happens! Lets hope for another Air Raid! ‘Till then, crack!\r\n'