I am a drifter and so is my family. Were on the run from the nazi’s! They are taking over my europe. My family and I moved to Europe when I was eight. But things have changed for the worse. My father and I were outside in our barn,feeding the horses when we heard loud… gunfire! My dad yells then runs in the house to tell my mom but mom already heard it. She runs to the barn yelling John name my dad runs back out sees in the distance a tank! He tells us to stay hear then he runs inside again and comes out with his shot gun he kept on the wall in the livingroom.We see the tank getting closer and behind the tank we see another and another then soldiers with red patches on their sleeves nazis! My mother cried and my dad started shooting at them and took a bullet to the leg then fell crawling back to us.They destroyed the entire city in under thirty minutes they were ruthless tearing through the city piece by piece chunk by chunk until there was nothing left. My dad said he would stall them but my mother cried and grabbed him until he escaped her grasp and limped out to the dirt road in front of our house. They were here the nazis and the only choice we had was to run my dad screamed in a fit of rage. Then me and my mom ran,she carried my crying little brother into the woods. We hear dogs as we make it to the edge of the forest. We see a hollowed out log we run to it we hear the dogs coming and more gunfire then we get in the hollowed out log it was gross the nazis pass us quickly. Getting out of the log was a hassle . We had to quickly and quietly get out of the hole on the log and keep my brother from crying. We ran to the edge of the forest only to be stuck on the opposite side then last time,to be stuck in shock of our house and barn being buried down until there was nothing left but burned wood and rubble. Let's go, my mother whispered, then we ran to my neighbor Mr Johnson's barn. We saw him in the window with a gun hiding. We ran inside and he saw us look at the barn. Then we looked at him and he nodded so we snuck around to the back of the barn. We opened the huge doors and then we hear yelling its the nazis there back they must have herd the barn doors open. We quickly and quietly close the barn doors. We turn around hearing the yelling getting louder and louder. We need to hide, my mother says or run I say pointing to a horse. We have no choice but to take the horse I say they will find us if we hide. My mother opens the door to the barn and we hop on the horse as we look back we see the nazis comming out of the woods just in time. They fired at us but we were already down the road,the horse was Mr Johnsens race horse that he would bet on and it was very fast. My mom stirred and I held my brother as we rode for an hour until we were out of sight, then we stopped, then we were by the water. We went to the ocean,but next to the ocean we saw a boat,a boat so big that it made our town look small. So we walked up the ramp to the boat,it was a transportation boat on the side it read U.S it was going to america! I thought about dad then hopped on there was no time to mourn not yet not until we got to america…