I click pictures of this place, because these buildings are beautiful and old. I am sure they will survive bomb attacks, I am not sure how many. I just wanted to keep my memory intact of what was here.
I don't want to lose the sight of these buildings, just like I lost the feel of my house that was standing here years before
I am a war survivor. I am the common man, who lost his family and friends years back. I am the one who has seen blood and bodies in this very street.
I am my past.
I don't want to lose the sight of these buildings, just like I lost the feel of my house that was standing here years before
I am a war survivor. I am the common man, who lost his family and friends years back. I am the one who has seen blood and bodies in this very street.
I am my past.
This post was written for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields - 17th July
Great story. He is so determined to go on despite all his losses. Too many people still know how he felt.
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DeleteWell told Dee Dee. too many common men have horrid memories to look back upon.
ReplyDeleteEveryone has a bad memory that they want to never forget. thanks for dropping by Yolanda
DeleteDear Dee,
ReplyDeleteInteresting take on the prompt. A lot of history in the buildings for the viewer and the photographer.
Shalom
Rochelle
Some sad some happy history, in his-story
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