You were in the snow running away from everything that happened or at least you thought you could run away from what was happening everywhere. But it was impossible. It was like fighting against a current that kept bringing you out to see and not being able to swim against it. It was at the most unfortunate time as well, you were in a dress, you had finally finished work from working at the bakery however, when going home. You saw planes up above and bomb is being dropped, you saw fire everywhere.
The village was in a state of panic, and everybody was trying to grab everything they had had to leave with their families, you were glad you didn't live with anyone, and that your family was living far away however, you fear that the Germans might get to them next soon. You lived in a house in the middle of nowhere, all alone however, you were ok with that and you'd rather much prefer to live by yourself at the times you were in. You were running towards your house to get everything you had.
However, in the distance, you saw your little house. It was on fire, your heart started to beat faster and faster. You felt worry and shock fill your head. The more and more you got closer the more you could see what happened. After 200 meters, you saw everything. There right in front of your eyes, he saw the house that you worked so hard on, everything inside that you worked to get, all turning into ashes. You felt tears streaming down your face, you saw
On the ground in the snow, a few crows eating theremains of a dead bird, it hurt even more knowing. It was the bird who visited your window every morning, all that was left of the bird was blood and bones, the skin in the mouthes of the crows, and feathers everywhere. You grit your teeth as you noticed the man leaning against the stone wall " you.... " he whispered, as he turned to you with a cold meaningless dead face. " it's you.... " he says in ominous tone. You felt your heart drop, you took a few steps backwards, to which he got up and started
To move closer to you. " stay back.... " he said as he continued, " who are you? " you asked as he blinked and stopped " It's me...your friend from childhood " He said as his German accent stuck out. You thought for a second, it had all rushed back to you. You gasped and turned around and tried to run however he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you down, you started to kick and cry, begging him to get off of you. To which he never did, all he gave in return was the same emotionless face. You pushed
him and punched him, and scratched him, doing everything you can in your physical strength to get him away from you. But it was useless, somehow he remained unharmed, and he pinned you don't like you were nothing. A piece of paper caught and held by a heavy stone, he then picked you up and punched you in the stomach to which you threw up slightly with blood dripping from your mouth. He held you by your neck and threw you the floor " NO no! Please please, don't do this to me I beg of you
What happened to you??! I was your best friend. What have you let done to you? Please stop! It hurts please!!!!! " you begged. To which he slapped you in the face, you started to cry, and groaned in pain. You tried to crawl away however he stomped his boot on your ankle, making it break. You screamed in agony, he walked up to you and bent down on his knees " I feel nothing, even back then, when it seems like I felt something for you, perhaps friendship, or I can send you to my sister " he said, and then stood back up on his feet " But now,
I see you from a far for awhile, falling in love with you for sometime, even now. However, I don't think I can care about you in the slightest if you were alive or not. " He said as he started to search in his pocket. This gave you the chance to grab something and hit him in the face and try to run away or hop away. Can you grab the piece of stone next to you and threw it at his face to which he stumbled backwards and fell on his back. He clenched his face, blood starting to pour from his head, nose, mouth and eye.
You stood back up and started to hop away, trying the best you could do to get away from him. After a minute or two he finally got up, he ran up to you, you felt his presence so very close. He spun you around and punched you in the face, he fell backwards and onto his back. This gave you the chance to run away or hop away so you tried, However After a few minutes he had stood back on his feet and he ran to you. He turns around and punched you in the face, you fell backwards and onto the ground holding your nose that was bleeding rapidly. He
been down on his knees again and said and " as much as I would like to do whatever I wanted with you. I simply don't value wasting my time, so don't worry I'll be doing you a favor " he said as he reached in his pocket for the pistol, he then loaded 3 rounds, and just as he was about to shoot you, you got up immediately and ran to him and pushed him down. He then shot you, you quickly grab the gun from him and shot him as well. You stood back up and fumbled until you finally fell back to the snow cold ground. You held your stomach as blood
profusely bled through your clothes. You felt he was the frustration and sadness wave over you, he got up, fumbled, and fell to the floor. " fuc* you, if I'm going to die I want you to die first " you said cold voice. He chuckled and sat back up and looked at you, it was finally the end. You grabbed him by the collar and kissed him, passionately moving your lips against his, to which his eyes widened with shock. Immediately pulled away and watched him fall back and slowly die, you smiled with tear filled eyes, laughing to yourself as you fell next to him slowly meeting the same fate.
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