Below is one of the contest entries.
The Terrifying Day A loud, crazy noise interrupted my game of tag with my friends. After I saw a flash of bright light, I could see nothing. When I could see I did not want to see anymore. My legs, I had no legs, I could not move. I've seen so many crazy things that day like, eye balls popped out and on the persons cheek. I was crawling to a rice paddy and saw many more things. I saw people burned just like me, but worse. August 6, 1945 was a very emotional bad day for all of us. I had to be in a wheel chair for the rest of my life. When my parents came to see me they could not believe it was me. I felt very sad and angry. There were no words to describe it, so I broke down crying. This still affects me today, I can't walk and I am scared of what people would think of me, "What happened to his face?" "He looks disgusting". I hate nuclear weapons. They did all this damage with only one nuclear bomb. They did more damage to us survivors than it did to the people who got killed. Our homes destroyed we all had nothing to live for. We were scared for the rest of our lives.
— Leonidas Milonas
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