-DARK SCENARIO-

I heard a very familiar voice of someone calling me,

I thought that it was my father.

Then I ran outside excitedly to see him.

My house has been bombarded the very minute I stepped out.

That is when I realised, “wow, I have lost my mother, younger sister and my elder brother”

I have seen people taking photographs around me.

I have seen people posting the hashtag ‘free Palestine’ everywhere.

I have seen people trying to help us.

But where are they?

When I got nothing left; not even the ashes of my family,

When I am stuck between life and death, Where are they?

At this moment, I am pretty much thinking about my family 

Do they felt any pain? Or was that just a one second blast?

I am traumatised by the scenarios in my mind.

Anyways, One more thing to add.

No one was outside!

No person was there to call me!

I believe, there was a magical voice definitely,

and it was someone named “GOD”

From which I heard the sound of my father,

 Not in my ears, but in my heart,

To rescue me for some seconds..

or for some minutes..

Or for some hours..

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Nashwa Shamsudeen✍️

Age: 14

Pictures: google