The death of the Palestinian boy (Short Story)

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This is my frist short story, about a Palestinian young boy at war.

I didn't write this story to make Palestinians or Israelis look bad....So don't leave any hate comments.

I saw a part of the story (when he was with his dad which is the beginning) and decided to imagine the rest.

It isn't a true story except for the first 3 lines.

I hope you enjoy it (:

Comment please, Votes and fans are welcomed.

^^^ READ THIS PLEASE

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I lay there crying, under my dad's corpse while he is still hugging me tightly, too tight maybe.

He just died just a couple of minutes ago. His body just turned cold. His face is still resting on my

shoulder, his hands are still wrapped around my waist and my back holding me tight close to his body,

His legs was in a crouch, but after the Israeli soldier shot him his legs fell against the ground. I breathed

heavily trying not to cry so loud so the soldiers won't hear me, but even if I was crying noisily the sounds

of the guns would cover my howling, and no one would hear me ... my weeping would be almost like a

whisper.

BOOM-BOOM-BOOM

The sound of the guns were getting closer, I turned left towards the place where I heard the guns

shooting. The view was the typical Israeli-Palestinian conflict. An Israeli Soldier holding something

plastic that covers his face, chest, and most of his legs with one hand, and the other holding a gun

shooting at a Palestinian -my brothers and sisters- and Palestinians at the back throwing rocks then

hiding under a bush, but as usual they never succeeded, and died at the end. I was so afraid without my

father protecting me I was alone now...I am all alone I have to fight for my survival and my country's

freedom, I thought about what my dad said before he died

"Omar" he said "Things are getting more dangerous in Ghaza right now, so I want you to sit quietly and I

will protect you for now, but then I have to leave and help your brothers to fight those soldiers, so I

want you to hide --- "

Then BOOM-BOOM-BOOM the terrifying sound cut off my dad's sentence and I heard my dad screaming

in agony, his eyes wide with fear, he held me more tight now, he opened his mouth to say

something, but he couldn't and I heard his breathing cut out in a very weird and scary voice a shriek.

Then I started crying. I looked at the right side and I saw 3 Palestinian soldiers killing Israeli soldiers,

they killed two, and one was left hiding under a bush, I was the only one who was able to see him, I

wanted to warn the Palestinians, but I was so far away the Israeli was holding out a gun to kill the

Palestinian that was in front of him, and I screamed

so loud to warn The Palestinian -My brother- but the woman's scream made my scream sound like a

murmur, and BOOM he shot the Palestinian and his knees fell on the floor, then his back and head fell

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 12, 2010 ⏰

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