" RUN ..... RUN .... AND DO NOT COMEBACK "
-The Unknown lady screamed
" Remember this day, do not ever forget it "
" Can't you see what's happening "
"YOUR FATHER. . . . . . . . . . . . "
As it turns out the lady is her mother and the unknown man was his father.
* "My father wait .. .. .. What happened to my Father" *
The shadow image that he has seen now turned into the figures of his parents. For every step of the young boy inside the bus station, the flashes of memories becomes, glimpses and becoming more understandable, but yet the memories are still clouding the boys eye, and yet he cannot yet see. As he slowly stepped inside of that bus station time goes slower for him, and yet people move normal. The young boy's expression turns from anxiety to horror while trying to think what has happened.
"Think. . . Think . . . Think . . ."
- The boy mumbled
His actions becomes frantic and cannot understand what he has seen, He cannot stay still.
*The memory flashes again*
It scared the young boy, the world around him started to go slower and slower.
*It flashes again*
"What is happening, I don't understand!! "
His feared expression became horrified, this memories is very overwhelming. As he clutches unto his head, his emotion is filled with anger and guilt, but at what reason? He cannot understand this too. But he tried to walk , but with this messing with his mind can he do it. He sat on the Bus station seat thinking, what might happen to him. If he continued like this who knows what will he do to himself. Agression is rising within him, forcing himself to recall and think of the memories that is haunting him.
As the Buses stop and passed by for many minutes he sat there still clenching his head remembering until he can't take it no more.
" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
- He screamed
All the people looked at him with a judging expression. No one understood what happened to him, as for every eyes that looked at him, his feeling of anger increases. He looked around and around ALL EYES is on him. Some gossiping, some are scared, some are concern. His expression turned from anger to sadness slowly. Every person that is on the Bus station kept their distance from him. His vision becomes blurry and each person he looked at turned into shadow figures with glowing red eyes.
The memories that traumatized him, begin to fade. It became more blurred. From this sudden action, he then ran away from the station and, he ran towards the Mitte ( city center) the heart of berlin. While running other people questioned this young man's actions. While running into a crowded street the young boy suddenly bumped into a german officer.
"WAS GEHT AB, JUNGER MANN ?!?"
(WHAT'S GOING ON YOUNG MAN)
- the officer yelled
" Can't you see where your going ?"
As the officer yelled he grabbed the young mans shoulders and gripping hardly on it, people around them noticed and they are looking at the young boy again with this judging look. The young boy's feelings shattered from the inside, and can't handle what was going on...
"I'm very sorry officer"
The young boy apologized
Another officer is seen riding inside the truck yelling ,
"komerad, don't waste your time on that child!!"
(Comrade)
" We are immediately needed now!!"
As the truck slowly drives off, the soldier nodded and said to the boy,
"Ok I'm letting you go this time, but this should be the last time you'll be doing something like this ok?"
"Yes sir"
The boy answered
Then the soldier lets go of the boy and ran towards the truck hopping on at the back of it. And the truck rides on, the young boy clenched his shoulder with his hand, and when he checked on it, it has visible redness. Together with this emotion and the event that happened, he goes on with it, and went to the Mitte anyways.
A few minutes have pass the boy walked while clenching his shoulders for minutes, and then finally he arrived. He checked his time ( 2:30 pm)
The boy missed lunch time, but still he decided to go on the infamous Brandenburg Gate. He stood there thinking what could happen to him. He noticed a flock of eurasian tree sparrows. He wondered if he can be a sparrow. Can he be free of those memories that haunts him? Or he will be forever locked in chains trapping him forever.
All this peaceful emotion that the young boy is feeling, is interrupted on what seems to be a battalion of German Soldiers entering from the Matte. The boy cannot believe what he was seeing. Nazi flags being posted and hang at every stores and buildings. The soldiers formed a three rank line disturbing the people that are walking on the streets.
"Heil Hitler"
The soldiers shouted in unison
The Major of the battalion ordered his men to do something, but the young boy didnt understand.
"Jawohl, herr Major"
(Yes, Sir )
The soldiers shouted in unison
Then the soldiers brang out some propaganda posters out from their truck and pasted it in every buildings, except for the famed and important ones. The young boy is shocked on what was happening. One soldier is seemingly walking towards the boy and he said forcefuly,
"Geh mir aus dem weg, Junge!"
(Get out of my way, boy!)
He then pushed the boy, and the young man fell on the ground, the soldier immediately posted a sign on the building behind where the young man is standing. And the soldier immediately left and went on to another building. The boy in disbelief was angered, but immediately his anger went away as he saw what was said on the Poster.
--------------------Propaganda poster---------------------
Aus der Dunkelheit vergangener Erinnerungen müssen wir uns erheben, um die wahre Herrlichkeit zu suchen.
(From the darkness of past memories we must rise to seek true glory.)
Für Deutschland und unsere Kanzlerin: Ein Volk, ein Wille, ein Ruhm.
("For Germany and our Chancellor: One people, one will, one glory.")
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But only one sentence struck the young boy's feeling.
Aus der Dunkelheit vergangener Erinnerungen müssen wir uns erheben, um die wahre Herrlichkeit zu suchen.
(From the darkness of past memories we must rise to seek true glory.)
He thinked to himself on what is the true meaning of this.He knows it can be interpreted not just in a political way. With this thought he walked home. With this never ending thought he cannot stop it Over and over he kept thinking of this phrase.
"What can it be?. . . .what can it be?"
"What"
"Can"
" It "
"Be"