The Lost Violence of Holevent Town (Pt.4)

[Recap: Previously, I was trapped in a hut with an unknown army, and the Nazi armies were about to raid the hut. The American army and I had no choice but to run away from the hut. Time was running out and we had to face the consequences of being noticed by the Nazis.]

“Wat! Hey hold a sec! You’re telling me to run and the Nazis are here,” I asked the army in a very shocking manner. “Hell Yeah! You’ve got a problem with that," he replied in a way as he was used to it. Seriously, I didn’t deserve to be in a war or any other war. Life, itself, was quite challenging to live and yet people were having wars.

The atmosphere was still covered with a think layer of hazy clouds and at the same time, I could only imagine myself walking through the sky with an unclear midst of self-denying acknowledgment. The war was not real. Everything was just a dream. I closed my eyes and pinched myself to hope for a change for tonight as everything would get back to normal. A change for tonight could mean a lot for others who have lost their sons, families, relatives and friends. For me, I would get back where I came from, a small hometown with nothing except a large green field of love, freedom and hope and also a meaningful small cottage with lots of great experiences during my childhood. However, the devastation continued as I opened my eyes with the German armies getting closer to the hut.Sometimes, I thought of something. Maybe, a damage was done would forever remain with us, just like a scar. Anyway, I was not going to let my hope down. My journey continued with the attack getting closer. We, finally, ran away from the hut as fast as possible. At first, I was a little panicked and cold, but later, I was quite alright with it. Soon, everything seemed quite fine. I felt something. It was like running along with the wind of freedom and hope. It was wonderful.

Sometimes, a small hut, although selfless and small, was still meaningful to someone, especially me. It brought lots of fond and incredible memories. That moment reflected my great childhood life while I was running away from the hut. I felt like a kid, running around my wooden cottage with a sweet looking garden of vivid flowers on the ground. Life was meant to be colorful. I was not going to get back to where I was from. I felt very tired of finding my home through darkness and misery. It was so dark that it could lead one to a deep frustration of finding happiness. As every single mesmerizing gunshot fired, a picture of my sweet and wonderful memories flickered in my mind with a bright light. I had never run with such a great joy of freedom. I enjoyed this freedom of no sufferings and felt enlightened. Suddenly, a white and bright, powerful light struck me. It seemed my hopes were starting to fade away. I fell on the ground, hoping the same place where I used to lay my body on a large green field of flying butterflies, during my hometown sweet summer time. I hoped I could just rest in peace.

The Lost Violence of Holevent Town (Pt.3)

I know most of you have been waiting for this. I hope it won't let you down. Anyway for those who have not read part 1 and 2 of this short story, please feel free to do so. Sorry for the long wait. Nowadays, I am struggling to write something. Yeah! there are lots of errors here. Fix it later....

[Recap: My car was broken. Having walked through the street, I saw places were heavily damaged. It was a very lonely night as I walked through the eerie forest, leading me to a hut. When the door opened itself, unfortunately I was terrified to.... ]

Unfortunately, I was terrified to see a back body of an army trying to stop himself from a heart-pain bleeding. The floor was flooded with a very thick layer of blood. Apparently, his arm was badly shot. I wouldn’t want to see him taking the awful pain. Later, I just realized what on earth would an injured army doing here, especially in a place where it wasn’t supposed to have a war and the outfit of the injured war veteran was like the late 40s’ stuff. I dared not to talk or move, but I slowly tried to stay away from him, out of my sight, by stepping away from the door. “Don’t move”, said the army. His rifle reloaded with a very fast-paced and click-cluck sound. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” asked the soldier with a very deep-toned voice with a southern accent from North Texas. I replied to his questions accordingly and with a hesitated emotion. He commanded me to turn around with my hands raised up. I did what he asked but I tightly closed my eyes and turned around. However, the army went speechless. It was a sudden silent for a moment, and I could only hear the army's suffocated breathing. Finally, I decided to open my eyes after taking a deep breath. That moment was like between death and hope. As I opened my eyes, he shouted, “Quick! Stay down”. Out of nowhere, the hut was in total darkness. It was very different from before. As the night continued to echo the lonely forest, I heard some foreign sound of voices. In no time, I realized it was German. As I moved closer to the injured army, I saw him wearing an American Flag's badge on his green uniform outfit. He whispered at me, “seat your ass down, you wanna get killed by the Nazis”. My heart and my mind dropped dead and stopped with an unbelievable response: WTF. “They are coming and we need to move away now”, said the American army.

Run.....

The Lost Violence of Holevent Town (Pt.2)

Continued from the previous post ( The Lost Violence of Holevent Town).

I just couldn't believe that there was actually no human in this little small and shanty hometown. As I walked through the woods and the leave-less and dead-look hollow trees, the full moon started to fade away as the heavy and dark clouds overshadowed me. Everytime, the freezing wind blew with a howling speech, the wooden and broken doors would creak. Glassless windows with no frames would start to shatter and I could only hope for a comfortable place to spend this very long and horrifying night.Suddenly, owls would stare at me on top of the ghost-like trees; Wolves would make scornful cries out of nowhere; other animals would scarily hide away from me as if they knew something was going to happen. There was no way to turn back as my car was damage. It seemed the accident happened by no mistakes. My devastating journey continued without any promising outcome. However, having walked for another few long minutes, I came to see a little hut with some glimmering lights, and the fireplace was very warm and hopeful. It was just a good relief to encounter a place where I could spend my lonely night here. As I got closer to the wooden selfless hut, there was some conversation going on inside the place. It was even better with people around in the hut so that I wasn't going to be alone and speechless tonight. At least, someone was here to accompany me and that was what I thought. Then, the little tangling door opened with a slight push from inside as if someone was welcoming me. I was terrified...(to be continued with this story)

The Lost Violence of Holevent Town

It was a shivering night and the only thing I could see was a pole of a dimmed light, constantly flickering the silent street with no one except me. Walking down the street of the heavily damaged roads, I could only think of the darkness of misery, a place where one could not even bear to suffer the gloomy and chilling environment. In other words, it's just plain scary and dull. Maybe, this place wasn't meant for anyone to stay over and I wasn't even supposed to be here. Nonetheless, I would still need to survive from this heart-tearing moment of my life. Having walked across a block of an old and rusty concrete building, I came to realize that the place had been abandoned for a long time. People suspiciously claimed to observe very weird and scary sightings when they came across this so-called haunted area. Moreover, the pale and scrapped wall of the building reflected the bloody violence of this place. It's about 12 midnight and I was still walking slowly down the road, leading me to nowhere but the forest of eerie sound and spine-cracking wind. As the wind howled with a freezing breeze, I was just there waiting for my whole body to turn dead cold. (To be continued on 20th Oct)