Above: Alexei And His Mother
Gunshots,Screaming,Pain. I could feel it and hear in the room around me.This chaos had been going on for what seemed like hours in my mind.Finally the room quieted the bodies of my dead family dragged out And now only i am left,Somewhere between alive and dead.This isn't how it was supposed to go.I was supposed to become a great Tsar my sisters were supposed to make advantageous marriages across Europe,And Mama and Papa were supposed to die old not have their lives cut short.Except that did happen,Their lives were cut short.Now i lay here shot in two places having no will to live without my family.I hear footsteps approaching,Guards coming to finish me off i think silently to myself.They come into my view one has a bayonet ready to plunge at any minute,The other holds but a piece a paper."Kill me" I say hoarsely "I dare you" i look harshly into their eyes,I have never felt such hatred for anyone before."I'll finish him off" the one with a piece of paper in his hand says "Leave us" He says to the other one "But my orders are specific" the other one protests "NOW" The man with a piece of paper screams. the other one lets out a barely audible whimper and scurries out. I steel myself for death quickly saying my prayers. But to my surprise the man picks me up and suddenly all of my adrenaline is gone and i let him do this."Play dead" He whispers in my ear.I give a feeble nod to signal my understanding. The man hurriedly walks out of the dreaded house that has detained me and my family for what seems like years . "You there" a gruff voice says that stops my heart and strikes terror in my veins.It was Yurovsky. The person who i blame for killing my family i barely remain still in my hatred for him. "Yes?" the soldier holding me said."Where are you taking that body?" That horrid man says."Well we can't have any peasants finding his body while they think he's alive,Can we?" I knew that this man would betray he was a Bolshevik.There i finally thought the word we were not allowed to speak nor think."Fine i will allow it,take him somewhere no one goes" The evil voice jerked me out of my thoughts. We quickly board a truck i remain very still waiting for the minute i can escape from the evil Bolshevik who i know will betray me.After several hours of driving the truck stopped For gas."This is your chance to escape" i say quietly to myself . I get up and slide myself down to the ground,It was not a very far jump but i couldn't risk it.It would do me no good if i died from internal bleeding while trying to escape. I run as fast and quietly as i could as the Bolsheviks back was turned. But i wasn't fast enough he saw me running out of the corner of his eyes. This made me run even faster i refused to be caught again just to be slaughtered.But he ran after me and caught me."NO" i screamed "Let go of me" I was hysterical "Shut up" He says with a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Do you want the Bolsheviks to find us?" This made me shut up.What did he mean he was a Bolshevik. Wasn't he? He took advantage of my silence "Please sit down and i will explain everything" He says more kindly this time.I sit down on a stump as he starts to talk."My name is Mikhail Popov a loyalist to the Romanov family" I just sat there with my mouth wide open finally when i get my senses back i reply sharply "Then why didn't you save my family?" "Because your family is alive,You were the only one ordered to die,And i am here to see that i restore the house of Romanov"
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Fiction HistoriqueWhat if the story of the Romanovs Execution is false? What if it never happened at all? Just Bolshevik Propaganda. Told from the Romanovs Perspective.