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“OPEN FIRE!”

It was the dead of the night, I woke up, hungry, still craving for sleep as I slumped down the stairs to get food. Silence, darkness, I did not turn on any of the lights, my habitual instincts guided me... Continue Reading →

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Flowing

Bones about to rip through the subcutaneous layer, I mustered every ounce of energy to gather water into the two plastic containers that were to be brought back saddling my donkey. It was a routine, I had been doing this... Continue Reading →

MY EYES! MY EYES!

The agonizing pain, the hollowness that was bored into my skull as two empty craters, the cacophonous explosions that were deafening, my mind was hay-wired, I could not think straight. Fear was the only element that kicked and kept me... Continue Reading →

Treachery

Chains shackled against the cold hard concrete, I was bounded yet again as a war crime. Stripped naked, I was blast with the spotlights hanging all around me.┬áPANG! PANG! PANG!┬áThe irregular clangs of metal bars were violent, rambling across my... Continue Reading →

War. Fear. Pain.

BANG! BANG! BANG! TUTUTUTUTUT! PHEEWW BOOOMM!!! That was my daily life, since the last time I could see the day light, or even the moonlight. We were hidden in our little house, still in luck as we had been alive... Continue Reading →

Recalling, Overcoming.

I was dejected, my life was playing right before me like a distorted film, coruscating through my mind relentlessly, in desultory. Cocooned at my usual spot, right at the corner of the mess in the war refugee camp, where cries... Continue Reading →

Mine Field

Destruction wrought devastation upon the piece of land which we lived in, bombs raining away, the booming blasts were galore, throes of peoples here were aplenty, abysmal, odious, dreadful. I carried my limped self to the borders of the land... Continue Reading →

KABOOM!!!

I was a scapegoat, a vanguard, a one-man suicide squad. Whatever you wanted to call me, I would care less, because I had only one reason to live, and end my life, it was to wreck some shit and create... Continue Reading →

Zero

The village was devoid of any sharp objects, even pocket knives were confiscated by them- the soldiers. We had nothing to go against them, they had a well-equipped arsenal, at least better than a bare-handed person. We lived in fear,... Continue Reading →

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