The bullets are whistling near my ear. I hear all the noise
around me, hoping- that this time- it wouldn't be me. I am
lying on the ground, my face covered with mud, looking
forward in the eyes. Eyes like mine- black. On the other
side, one eye is opened and the arms are being raised. I
elevate my M16 and point it straight to the forehead.  He is
yelling something I can't understand. My hands begin to
shake, and the finger holding the trigger begins to harden.

"Let's go swimming" my little brother yells to me. I feel
the sun warming every part of my white body. The kids are
playing in the pool and my little brother is building
castles in the sand. My mother is talking to some of her
friends about the latest trip to Europe she went to with my
father. The thought of my beloved has been floating through
my mind, ignoring the whinings of my little brother. She is
so beautiful to me. The snowflakes were covering her smooth
hair while I was admiring her. Her eyes were calming my
soul, spreading it with honey and turning my tongue to
butter. All I could do is to mumble her name. Again and
again. She is stretching her arm to me, wanting to escape
from the cold, and all I can do is to look and love her. My
hand hardens as I decide to pull it. The trigger is hotter
than ever. I can feel its flame while the man next to me
keeps on mumbling his last words. I look and focus. I must
get this one or else... I must get her I think. I love her.
She is the most beautiful girl in school. She is walking in
the hallway just in front of me, not even noticing me. I
fell in love with her the first time I saw her- My queen.
The queen of my castle. The sand castles are falling as my
little brother decides to run to the pool. Every grain of
sand becomes a berry flourishing in the forest. She is
collecting them. She offers me some and I take them with
pleasure. She is laughing at me pointing at the blue spots
on my shirt caused by the berry. We fall down on the floor
rolling down on the ground. She is so warm. I close my eyes
hugging her. The coldness of the floor hits me when I pool
the trigger. Suddenly it becomes really silent. Every pain I
had in my chest disappears. I am at the hospital. I am
sitting waiting for the doctor. Here he comes. He is calling
me to see him. Our baby. My sweetheart is holding him close
to her chest watching every move that he makes. All the
excitement is rushing through my body once again. I kiss
them. They are mine. I breathe in the hospital air as the
wind hits my face with the mightiest force. I close my eyes
to protect them from the cold, keeping one centimeter left
to watch. To watch over my life.  "Watch over him", she said
to me while she was standing on the threshold, waving the
baby goodbye and kissing my cheek.  A rush of blood went
through my body filled with the love I cherished just for
her. Only for her. I love her so much that my whole body
shivers when I say her name. The man next to me stopped
muttering. My whole body shook from the wet the last rain
has carved into my flash. The wind went through my body as
though I was in vain. I began to tremble when they started
to come near. I roll over behind a bush into a puddle of
brown and red. The voices are coming near. I can feel their
breath. Hi Hi Ha, Hi Hi Ha. One of them is running straight
towards my hiding pit. Maybe he will not see me. Maybe he
will turn to the other side. My heart begins to beat faster
than ever. Every beat causes me to stop and look at her hair
sliding through my fingers.
One hand falls on my back. I close my eyes and hope that I
am in a dream. And there she is-loving as always, massaging
my back. The hand pulls me on to my feet and pushes me to
the side. The running legs go just through me. As though I
was in vain.
I loved her. The warm liquid of the falling tears boils my
skin. I can feel something. There she is- my beloved. Don't
cry- I am just beneath you in the ground. And there is my
boy- he is so big now. I remember him so small. And my
brother- he is not building any sand castles anymore.  I
think he is holding something. He is wearing the same
uniform I wore. And I loved her so much.