Monthly Archives: December 2015
Life at the barracks felt like a book without words. I was sitting at the window hoping to see Father come back from the factory. Ice crystals had formed on the glass, they looked like little stars, by now I had counted them all. The days were long and lonesome. Mother was very ill at the hospital and Father was gone for days. Am I totally forgotten? Am I going to stay here all by myself for ever? I knew…..
It was very difficult to understand why I was ignored by my peers and taken for granted by the adults, all I ever wanted was to do my best. Having had lost everything in my homeland, I was eager to start my life all over again and leave the negative behind. I worked as hard as I could on my music, school and the newly acquired activity, table tennis, my progress and achievements were noticed. It was not that I was…..
My Christmas Eve had come to a sorrowful end, my brother was stolen from me by the invaders. I took a last look at the door, it was still open, my brother was gone. It had started to snow. Was it snow or Heaven crying for my brother? The house felt so cold and quiet, the presents laid under the dark Christmas tree, they were never opened. A few days later, the fire claimed the presents along with my childhood…..
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