Vengenance Is Not Ours, It's God's

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Alms, alms, alms. Spare me a piece of bread. Spare me your mercy. I am a child so young, so thin, and so ragged. Why are you staring at me? With my eyes I cannot see but I known that you are all staring at me. Why are you whispering to one another? Why? Do you know my mother? Do you know my father? Did you know me five years ago?

Yes, five years of bitterness have passed. I can still remember the vast happiness mother and I shared with each other. We were very happy indeed.


Suddenly, five loud of knocks were heard on the door and a deep silence ensued. Did the cruel Nippon's discover our peaceful home? Mother ran to Father's side pleading. ''Please, Luis, hide in the cellar, there in the cellar where they cannot find you,'' I pulled my father's arm but he did not move. It seemed as though his feet were glued to the floor.


The door went ''bang'' and before us five ugly beasts came barging in. ''Are you Captain Luis Santos?'' roared the ugliest of them all. ''Yes'' said my father. ''you are under arrest,'' said one of the beasts. They pulled father roughly away from us. Father was not given a chance to bid us goodbye

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