I used to live in the countryside. Moving here to Leicester for university has been awesome but something's very different. Sirens. There are so many sirens all the time, not even mentioning all the ambulances, police cars and fire engines I've been seeing. Its very strange. But it got me thinking...

 When I was a child, and I know alot of other people who were the same, I loved police cars, fire engines and ambulances. They were so cool. I remember getting super happy seeing the sirens blaring past. It's odd, how that was so exciting to me as a child, and to other children, considering that if one of these emergency vehicles has its sirens on then it means something seriously bad has happened. But I didn't think about that as a child. I was just excited at the flashing and fun. It's a very surreal thought that the now foreboding symbol of despair and horror used to be a symbol of excitement.