At Peace

I remember people screaming. Lots of screaming. People were coming into take us into safety because the middle easterners were coming into take over our country and we were at the beginning of what would become one of the worst wars in human history. I was holding onto a little girls hand, leading her to safety, when I was pushed down on the ground. I hit my head on something on the way down.

     Gunshots started ringing in my ears and it was like I was viewing the world in slow motion. A large group of Muslim extremist's busted in our camp and began to open fire. They pushed people down onto the ground and shot them point blank. Some were lucky and they got it in the back of the head and died instantly, others in the back right behind the heart, and others bled out, and suffered long painful deaths. I heard a couple of them scream "everybody down on the ground", and some people froze because they knew that they were going to die. I felt two large stinging sensations in my side and leg, but did not think nothing of it.

     I wanted to help others, but I could not move. I remember playing dead so they would walk away from me. I must of held my breath for a minute or so, and finally they went off to kill more innocent lives. I gasped for air and it was a sweet honeysuckle breath. My whole body was trembling. I was still holding the hand of the little girl that I was trying to help, but when I looked over her, she had a large hole in her head and she was laying in a large pool of blood. Her now lifeless hand slipped from mine.

      The sound all came back into the life speed and the pain all hit me at once. I screamed in agony. I screamed so loud and hard that I nearly passed out. I was afraid that they were going to come back and kill me, but I couldn't keep the pain inside any longer, so I let it all out and also wept for the brittle life before me. 

      Two medics approached, but I could not make out their faces. They shouted, "Are.....You....Ok? It was like I was in a tunnel, because the sound of their voices were short and muffled. They looked down at me and I heard one say in a regular voice, "he has two fatal wounds. His artery in his leg is blown out, and his left side abdomen is also destroyed" And then they removed the bandages and all my insides fell out onto the ground. I remember asking her if I was going to live, and she told me with a calm peaceful voice, "No sweetie, your going to die" and I would of at least thought that she would lie to me and try to comfort me,but no, and she just left me there to die and went to look for other survivors.

I felt so numb and cold, and I remember just laying there and not being able to move. Nearly lifeless I looked up at the sky, and it was so beautiful, the most beautiful sky I had ever seen. I looked down and my legs and my side were both black, blue and my skin was so pale.  I went deeper and deeper into myself knowing that soon I would close my eyes and never open them again. I thought I would of been screaming or at least trying to scream because no one knows what comes after death, but no I was not afraid, I was still, and I was beginning to feel warm and at peace.