Sunday, January 14, 2007

My Dead Friend

As we spoke there came suddenly the sound of footsteps.

“I must go now, we will meet again.”

“Don’t leave me again!” I cried.

“I must, if they see you with me they will capture us both!”

I watched as she fled into the darkness. I turned and saw two German officers coming towards me. They walked straight past me without even bothering to look. I wondered if I would ever see my friend again. Then a gunshot rang throughout the street. A small scream followed it closely. And now I knew I wouldn’t.


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