The Past

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The soft green grass tickled my toes and spiralled round my legs as Anna and I lay in the field full of grass and flowers, we each collected a hand full of daises and made daisy chains from them. We laughed and played in the field until dawn.

The nights sky began the rise and the moon shone down on us and our eyes twinkled in the night, like diamonds shining in a dark, and mysterious cave. That was the last time we ever laughed together.

The last time I saw Anna was in 1913 just before the war. That day I ran to Anna's house, ran like a cheetah in the blowing wind because I was so eager to see her and laugh with her, but when I got to her home, I saw her.

Saw her standing at the window with her brother, mother and father, each one of them had a golden badge, placed on their chest in the shape of a star. I remember wondering what it was for, wondering if I could have done something to help, but I couldn't.

As they were glaring out the window at me, a truck approached the house. About six or seven men in uniforms stepped out of the truck, and their shadows were getting closer and closer to the door, the men's figures proceeded towards the door and stepped inside, that was the last I saw of Anna and her family.

At that moment everything went silent, it was like I blocked out the silence. I looked at her and she looked back at me, and we both smiled, within the silence a tear trickled down her  blushed cheek and her lips moved to the words "Bye Robert."

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