|062||August 6th, 1945||42 years old at that time|
|Skins dropped off and the movements of the organs were visible|
When I reached the foot of the bridge, it was already packed with a great number of people. People heavily injured that I could barely look at. Some had their skins dropped off and the movements of their organs were visible. I could not believe that one can live in such state.
There were no feelings like mercy or sympathy. I have seen many like them. All were like that.
The fire began to grow bigger and the ones who could not stand the heat started to jump into the river. It was that hot. But nobody could make it to the opposite bank.
Then, I don't know why, but I started to feel sick. Many around me were throwing up crying.