Love remains

It was the summer of 1939 in world war 2.I was 13 years old.

"Summer" my mum called from the kitchen"time for dinner"

"ok coming"i replied.

I ran out of the cellar and went to sit on the floor by the fire.

We had to sell our table to get  money for food a clothes.

But i didn't mind .I liked sitting on the floor anyway.

My mum gave me and my 6 year old brother ben each a small bowl of stew.I didn't like stew that much but my mum took an awful lot of time to make it so i ate it up with my spoon wich had my name engraved on it.

Me and my brother had to be evacuated in a few weeks.I never wanted to leave mother though i knew i had to.

I had heared my brother crying in his bed last night.

I suspect it was because we had to leave mother.

"I know that its hard to leave someone you love" i told him"but i promise you we will be with a nice family,ok"

With that i gave him a kiss on the forehead and went to my bed.

Every now and then i woke up in the night to his sniffiling.

I felt horrible not going into his bed to help him get to sleep.But i couldnt because his bed was to small.

It was around 3 in the morning when he finally got to sleep.

At 10 oclock we woke up and went to have breakfast.

Ben had bags under his eyes."Are you tired" i asked.

"Yeah"he replied"thanks for trying to make me feel better last night"

"Your welcome bro" i said giving his arm a tight squeeze.

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sorry for not writing much i have to go out thanks for reading.

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