November, 3 1954
Smoke, ash, fire, dust and destruction as far as the eye can see. Tokyo lies in ruins.
Just yesterday it was booming city with millions of people living in it.
But today it is a desolate deserted city.
I cannot fathom what I saw. Right now I can not think of the right words to describe what happened.
A dinosuar, no a monster did all of this. A dinosaur resurrected by the power of nuclear weapons.
It was huge, as tall as a skyscraper. It had rows of maple leaf-like spines on its back.
Its roar was a terrifying one. I shudder now just thinking of it.
The scientists gave this monster a name. They called it........Godzilla!
Why?Why did this happen?What did we do to bring this upon ourselves?
Isn't enough that we suffered through a terrible war and two atomic bombings?
Why?I keeping wondering why.
I hate Godzilla!!!He killed my family!!!
I make a vow that I will somehow find a way to destroy this demon.
I don't care how long it takes.....I will destroy Godzilla.
November,4 1954
I have just heard the news.Godzilla is dead!killed by some unknown weapon.
I have mixed emotions over this.I am happy the threat has been destroyed,but I am also angry.Angry because I will not get the chance to avenge my beloved family.
Damn you Godzilla!
I no longer have my family and you no longer live.
But you are the lucky one Godzilla.You do not have to grieve for lost ones.You are not the one who will have to bury them.
Why?Why me?
Why did this happen to me?
Damn you Godzilla and damn you America for creating the weapon that created this monster!!!