We Don't Die

"We opened our eyes way too late."

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His eyes open slightly,at the Sound of shattering glas. -Wum- He leans back again,ignores the voice calling for him.

Probably his Ma,telling him he should stand up,otherwise he would be late for school.

-Wum-

"Alexander!" He turned away,pulled the blanket closer to his chest.

-Wum--Wum--Wum-

"Alexander!WAKE UP!" He mumbled something that let her leave again.Then this silence,a bird singing outside,arms that pulled away his blanket.

"ALEXANDER!"

He closes his eyes again,a bit annoyed of this voice.Can't it shut up?Or was it...-Wum-

A loud alarm,could be his alarm clock,calling him for school.Steps,voices,...

-Wum-

Another window shatters and tired light from outside breaks through clouds of dust.

-Wum--Wum- A loud crash,followed by screams.

And then this silence.This cold,deep silence taking away his breath.He starts to caugh,can't open his eyes immediately.

"Alex?"his Ma shouts and a hand takes his once."My dear,it's all gonna be all right!Stand still!" The hand let's go and suddenly he feels alone.

As if the warmth lets him drown in a cold ocean of pain.He carefully opens his eyes and strumbles to the door out of his room to find a hole,where his brothers room used to be.Full of ash and wood.Cold wind blew from outside.The whole room was damaged,opened a portal to outside.

His eyes widned and his Ma wrapped her arms around him,crying so terrible quit it hurt in his chest.She didn't have to explain.

Today,words became something you can't trust. "It's gonna be okay."she whispers,not able to look into his eyes."It's going to be okay,my dear.""Where is Micha?"

He slowly got rid of her hug and began to put the shards in his hand to the old version of a window.Thausend of them,all over the floor,mixing up with blood.

Micha's blood?

His Ma stood there,watching until she left the old building which had been their home for years to find help.

But Alexander still sits there on the floor,counting all this shards and laughing.

He is afraid of himself,how mad his laughter must sound.

Alexander is shaking of laughter,upset,broken.His laughter filled the whole house,loud and scary.He laughted about his brothers face,when he would walk through this door,smirking.His brother would tell him a joke and help him to pack his stuff.

Would tell him the truth. But there was not his brother nor the truth.

Only arms,helping him out of this madness.

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The realization hit him first when he sat in an overfilled bus full of people.

The empty street seemed to be the only landscape,grey and destroyed, his Ma's tears were the only water.

But Alexander had enough water in his ocean of pain.

It hit him,starring outside in honor. Let him hide his face in his hands when ever they heared a -Wum- A bomb,an attack,a scream.

It hit him,when he watched the ruins of his town.Hit him the whole day. The black haired 15-year old boy couldn't close his eyes at night,didn't eat by day and ignored the fear coming up all the time.