San Michael Monologue

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Once. I was ecstatically living in liberty. The next second…it all shattered.
“They’re here, Felix, hide.” whispered my parents anxiously. As heavy footsteps neared the room, I hid in the closet. Under my mask of sternness was a face of distress, perturbation and melancholy. From then on, all I heard was several men’s voices in German. Trembling in fear, I peeped through a hole and saw several men with swastika armbands. Kneeling down, my parents glanced at them with sorrowful eyes. Their cries echoed into the inky night. The bullet entered them as if they were just air, blasting a shade of ruby. They fell. The stench of fresh blood fragranced the air in choking aroma. As much as I tried to hold it in, the pain just came up like an uproar in the form of a silent scream.
Tap tap tap tap tap…I opened the closet cautiously and came to face tragedy. What used to be my house, consumed in flames. I gazed as a wave of amber and crimson danced radiantly, alluring in their destruction. It was not just fire; it was the night of my parent’s death. Still in misery, I opened the window and jumped out. I could still hear their gentle voices calling for me “Felix…see you soon” The once pale, universe-blue sky, now blanketed by a veil of darkness. My eyes teared up as the smoke engulfed the vast sky; flint-gray oversaw the tiny town. A canopy of …show more content…

I hoped this was all a dream but eventually I found myself reenacting the horror over and over again. Waking up was no longer a pleasure since the people I had lived with all my life was gone. Happiness was no longer a feeling inside me. Gaining consciousness, I stood up stumbling as my legs trembled in the snow. My lips quivered as a gust of wind whistled past me. I had never imagined myself without them but now it was reality. A dominant breeze cut through me as a freezing chill ran down my spine. I stood, alienated from the whole world, in the numbing

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