Chapter (4)

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The sun rose up, new day showed up, he couldn't sleep that night.. in fact he couldn't sleep the whole week, H got ready then went to school, entered the class, the students stood up, and prepared their books.

H said "Remove your books guys, we are not going to use them for today" the students got excited.. free period.. I don't blame them anyone would get excited if his teacher tells him we are not going to take a lesson.

H sat down at his desk and asked the students "What do you think of the King?" they all know which king.. the last king of the country. The class went silent no one dared to speak, is it fear? Why they didn't answer like it's a historical topic is it forbidden to speak about the king?..

H said "So am I going to hear an answer today?".

A well-known student raised his hands.. so H gave him the permission to speak.. the student said "The king, who sacrificed his soldiers, his people, and his life not for his kingdom but for his throne, and ego.. He is not even worth mentioning or talking about."

H got amazed, what a smart answer.. what an aggressive one.. what do they feed their brains.. H replied "What do you even know about the king.. were you there at that time to judge?"

The student said "No I didn't, beside I don't need to be at that time, to know what happened.. or even judge him or his actions.. 50,000 people died for defeat?, is that what you want to say, is that what you mean.. who in this sick world would die for defeat.. no one.. so is there a reason that would allow someone to accept the death of 30,000 soldiers and 20,000 civilians, and a whole nation to.. accept slavery.. other than ego..?, I don't think so."

H stayed silent for a while, he couldn't reply he started thinking about what the student said from his point of view, by some means he found the answer he was looking for. It was obvious for him that this is a sign that he should go back in time and save the lives of the people. H went back home, he found the home beside him empty, so he believed all of this was an illusion. H entered his house, he was tired, he just wanted to sleep. He changed his clothes and went into a deep sleep, first time to sleep in a week.

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