VOSHN 310

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="288"><tr><td class="etesti">288</td><td class="edate">On August 16<sup>th</sup>, 1945.</td><td class="eage">I'm finished if I have a nose bleed.</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>13 years old at that time</td></tr></table><div class="large"><p>The war was over on the next day.  I was at a shelter in the suburbs of Hiroshima.  When I laid my hand on my head lightly, some hair fell out.  Only a wind had my hair fall out easily.  I was worried about it and went to the hospital near my house.</p><br><p>A doctor examined me carefully and looked in various kinds of books.  He just said, "I can't prove why your hair fell out.  Anyway you have to stay in bed for a while."  I lied quietly at home that night.</p><br><p>As I looked over my body, I found many red spots all over it.  When I pressed and scrubbed those spots, they turned white.  When I detached my hand from them, they turned back red.  My mother was worried about me, too.  One day I overheard my mother and our neighbor were talking.  "In Itsukaichi and Kusatsu, many people died after their hair fell out and red spots appeared.  If they have a nose bleed, they are undoubtedly finished."</p><br><p>I felt fear more and more in my futon that night.  On the next morning I woke up and just when I got out of futon, my nose bled suddenly.  I thought finally the time had come.</p></div></body>