The blasts started getting closer. I could make out by the sound. I though I'd go and take a look. Perhaps I could help any possible injured from around the blast. I go to check it out only to see that it was a few young 'uns. They were playing with miniature bombs that seemed to be toy versions of the real thing. There was a blast, with the visual effect and everything, nonetheless. I think they were training versions of ammunition that went astray. What a toy to leave around! This situation is way more precarious I thought. Even more dangerous for children to play with these things with such ease. I pity the times they grow up in.
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