An ear-splitting boom and she went blind. My great-grandmother Augusta Mascilli had experienced one of the most life-threatening events that could have happened in her life at the age of thirteen. My great-grandmother Augusta lived in the town of Dinant, Belgium before moving to America. At that time, World War I was underway and the Germans had already taken advantage of his city. She lived in this city with her parents and her sister Ida, as well as three to ten soldiers stationed at her house. It had been about a minute since the Mascilli family saw their home invaded by the German army. In addition to cooking for them and providing them with accommodation, they also had to accommodate three to ten people at a time. The Germans used their house as a radio signal broadcasting station. Even though the Germans invaded their home, they still treated the family with respect and dignity. Aside from the strange circumstances, the two girls were just as ordinary and pleasant as everyone else. The little wooden house stood in the beautiful Belgian countryside. At that time, Augusta and Ida were two years apart. Augusta was 13 at the time and Ida was 11. Every day, the two sisters would wake up and head straight to the clothing store the family owned to help wash and mend clothes. They didn't walk to work, but instead rode to the store on Adrian's three-wheeler. Adrian was one of the soldiers stationed at their house. Even though Adrian was one of the men who took their privacy, he took Augusta and Ida to work every day. Even though they spoke different languages ​​and on opposite sides of the war they each grew up ... middle of paper ...... I'm safe on the grass he checked to see if they were fine and ran back. inside. From the lawn, the only thing the two girls could see was their house surrounded by smoke and a huge gaping hole in the roof. After about a while, their parents came out of the house, then trying to comfort the frightened and sobbing children. Later, closer to sunset, they went to inspect the house and found the object falling from the sky. It was a large metal cylinder. It turned out to be a bomb dropped by an Allied bomber that failed to explode after crashing into the first floor roof and was now resting in the basement. I was told that the family's biggest worry was each other and that they felt so lucky to be together. alive. I wasn't able to meet my great grandmother to hear the story first hand, but this story was quite an event in my family history..