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Move.
Why aren't you moving?
For God's sake! Move!
Why are you standing like that?
Come on, it's just a foot step.
Take it easy. Breathe. Now, move.
MOVE!
While she was ordered by the bitter wind to take a step forward, she did the opposite and stayed there. Motionless. Cries were heard within a mile. Her messy hijab was fighting with the wind. Her soul's light was stolen away. Her heart was caged in fears and screams. All happened in one second.
The sun was out. It was a morning of one of the most hateful days for Syrians. However, the cold wind took the place of the sun's light and night occupied everyone's soul. Men were killed. Women were burned. Children were buried in dust. All with no intention of mending or fixture. Sympathy and compassion were never and will never be enough to make up the usurpation that Bashar has caused to his people.
Screams and unbelievables.
Life and tears.
Fury and regressions.
The three matched the state of many Syrians at that moment.
She finally took a step forward, with dead and lost features towards her now breathless mother. It was cold but her skin was numb to feel anything. Her heart pounded in a slow rhythm and she could almost feel her soul ripped away as she reached her.
She started closing her eyes and opening them again. Maybe it was just a nightmare but when all her efforts were in vain, she decided to pinch herself instead. She slapped, hit and pinched again but there she was...here-- next to her mother.
One minute she was giving her a kiss on the cheek and the other minute she witnesses her death.
Technically, she was in denial.
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