WWII (Book 2)

2 ~

We were extremely lucky that war didn't touch the civil, here. But food was really rare. We didn't have to get a ticket and go outside to pick our food, though, because my parents were rich enough to get food from other countries. I thought it wasn't fair, but I couldn't complain.

I never stopped feeling this emptiness and life, without him, never became easier. Some days were worse than others when I would cry myself to sleep, or when I would wake up from a dream that he was in. It was always the same dream. I was walking to the hill saw his silhouette waving at me. I'd run towards him and as I approached him, he'd slowly disappear, like a ghost.
And the time came when Mia and Dan asked about their father.

'Everyone at school has a daddy. And they all are proud of him. Where is our daddy ?'
I tried not to let go a tear. They deserved to know. Why would I lie to them ?
'He joined the stars after joining war. You can be proud of your father like everyone else. He was very brave.' I smiled and gave them a picture 'That's him. Dan, you really look like him. Wasn't he beautiful?' both of them smiled and nodded. I let them keep the picture and locked myself in my bedroom.

So hard, so hard. Pretending to be strong when every part of me is breaking down. There will be a time when I won't be able to hide this pain. I was getting tired that everyone always had to come into my house to see if I was still alive. To take care of me like if I was a child. I felt over protected and I was almost suffocating.