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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 4 2011, 09:15 PM (1,364 Views) | |
| Omen0657 | Aug 4 2011, 09:15 PM Post #1 |
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I cried as I ran down the street, feet hurting as they slapped against the brick and gravel which was suppose to be the street. Clutching to a loaf of bread I just stole, I ran faster as I heard the vendor yelling and running behind me, sounding so close. I dared to look behind myself to see how close he was and I tripped, falling and gaining many cuts and bruises. I felt his hands grab me and drag me back to his small food stall. "Vou know vhat ve do to vheives?"he asked, his Russian accent strong as he jerked me over to a back table but the upper arm, digging around in drawers and baskets. Finally he found was he was looking for and slammed my arm down on the table, raising his free hand up, but it wasn't free. "ve cut vheir hands off,"high above his head was a meat clever. I struggled and cried as he yelled at me to stop moving. "Mommy...."I cried out but that was no use. My parents were dead, dead since we arrived here in Russia a year ago to visit family. We were two blocks from some Uncle that I had never met before when a group of men mugged us. My father tried to reason with them but when he spoke, he and my mother's necks were sliced open, leaving me there crying over my parents bodies. I looked up the fat ugly man, tears running down my face as I begged him to not do it, that it was just one loaf and that I hadn't eaten in a week. The man didn't listen and finally got a good hold on my arm. Just before he was about to bring the clever down, I heard a voice from behind us for him to stop. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 4 2011, 10:13 PM Post #2 |
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"I would not do that mien friend....let the child go" the man told him as he stood behind them. The man had been watching the case for quiet sometime and decided the child was quite interesting. "I vill pay for the girls bread and extra comrade" the man told him as he held up the money and waited to see what the man would do.
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| Omen0657 | Aug 4 2011, 10:57 PM Post #3 |
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"Vet me sees vhe money,"he said as he hovered the clever over my wrist. I looked up at the man as I cried, hoping he was really going to help me. The vendor waited for the man to show him the money, his grip tightening on my arm. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 4 2011, 11:10 PM Post #4 |
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The man tossed the money at his feet then appeared in front of him and grabbed the cleaver and pulled it to his neck "Now let the child go, comrade before i cut of a few vingers" the man said and pressed the cleaver closer to his neck |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 4 2011, 11:18 PM Post #5 |
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The man gulped and let me go with a shove. "Go, take vhe vheif and leave,"he said as he stood still but motioned for them to leave with a flick of his head. When the vendor shoved me away, I fell to the floor as I cried. I looked up at the two men then scrambled to my feet and ran off, pushing my way through any crowds to my little hiding spot. Once at the little shack, I crawled under some tables covered in clothe and to my small bed. I cried as I rocked back and forth, feeling the pain in my cuts and bruises grow more. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 4 2011, 11:40 PM Post #6 |
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There was a 'bamf' sound and the man was in the shack looking around for her |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 4 2011, 11:49 PM Post #7 |
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I cried more when I heard the strange sound and the smell of some sort of burning stone, like sulfur. Backing away into the corner of my make shift home, I hugged myself into the fetal position as I shook with fear. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 5 2011, 12:43 AM Post #8 |
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I squatted down and saw her "Vello" He said to her |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 5 2011, 12:56 AM Post #9 |
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"Leave me alone!!!.....I'm sorry, I was just hungry!!"I cried out and tried to back away more but there was a wall behind me. "I'm sorry...please don't hurt me!!!" |
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| Morticelli | Aug 5 2011, 01:07 AM Post #10 |
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"Shh child calm down i mean you no harm" He spoke softly to her |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 5 2011, 01:21 AM Post #11 |
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I kept crying and curled up, hugging myself. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 5 2011, 02:02 AM Post #12 |
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He gently put the loaf of bread next to her |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 5 2011, 02:12 AM Post #13 |
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I flinched when he moved and came near me. After he backed away, I looked at the bread then ate the whole thing in five seconds, licking my fingers for crumbs before I curled up again, cautiously watching the man. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 5 2011, 03:36 AM Post #14 |
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"Don't worry voung one you are save" he said softly |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 5 2011, 02:38 PM Post #15 |
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"Who are you?"I asked as I cried. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 5 2011, 02:51 PM Post #16 |
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"A vriend" he told her softly and held out his hand "I promise not to vurt you" he said slowly |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 5 2011, 04:44 PM Post #17 |
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I looked at his hand as I cried then after a few moments, I took his hand then dove into his chest and clung to his shirt. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 5 2011, 04:50 PM Post #18 |
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He gently hugged her tightly and rubbed her back |
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| Omen0657 | Aug 5 2011, 05:04 PM Post #19 |
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I cried into his shirt as I curled up to him. |
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| Morticelli | Aug 6 2011, 12:06 AM Post #20 |
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He kept rubbing her backs gently and hummed gently to calm her down |
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