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|Going Back (standard:other, 693 words)|
|Author: mOKHABARAt||Added: Jan 04 2003||Views/Reads: 2084/1||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This is about someone who had a....hope of going back to his childhood dreams, only he found out that not everything is as he left it........|
Going Back At last I'm going back home. Back to the vast meadows which I grew up in and spent my childhood running through, back to watching the sunset from that high cliff that gives you an overview of the vast blue ocean. Back to the simple life of the village and most important of all, back to waking up at dawn and watching the sun wake up to announce a new day. The plane landed and I headed for the hotel striving to keep myself from jumping into a taxi and going to the mountains. Somehow I managed to convince myself that I needed some rest and that tomorrow will be a day for memories. The night seemed endless and I kept rolling around in that small room patiently awaiting the sun to rise, to set me free, to send me running with the wind through those fields with the smell of the morning dew filling my lungs. I fell asleep with those thoughts in my head, but no sooner than I did the sun rose, bright and shining in the sky announcing the beginning of the long awaited tomorrow. I dressed up, gobbled my breakfast and scrambled down the stairs for a taxi. It didn't take long, in a couple of minutes I was in the taxi and heading for the mountains. You can't imagine my excitement, my breath was at the speed of light and my heartbeat could be heard for miles, after thirty years I was going to see what I thought of as pleasant memory I was going back home!! Along the way I noticed the vast changes that had occurred in the area but that didn't trouble me, everything changes. I told the taxi driver to drop me off beside the vast meadow where I used to run when I was a kid, and as we were approaching it I decided to close my eyes so that I wouldn't see it coming, I wanted to open my eyes and find it infront of me. Suddenly the taxi stopped and the driver announced that we were there. I got out of the car not daring to peep and stood facing the wind and prepared myself for the sight. I opened my eyes. WHAT!!!! Where's the meadow?? Where's the grass?? The smell of the dew?? How did these monstrous buildings get here?? What are those cars doing on my memory?? I stood there with my mouth open not daring to believe what my eyes were seeing. A heavy feeling crawled up to my heart and lay there, weighing it down. At last I managed to move my head and looked around, buildings surrounded me from every corner, I looked at the ground desperately hoping to see some earth but no, all I could see was the ugly concrete marring the beauty of the soil. And above all the noise, I could hear the faint cries of the earth desperately shouting for help hoping for someone to hear its cries. But what could I do?? I climbed back into the taxi and with a heavy heart asked the driver to take me to my next memory, the cliff that overviews the vast ocean, I wanted to see the colorful sunset to ease my pain. I wanted to make sure that I still had something of my past; after all, humans can't hurt the sun! As we approached the spot I could see that the cliff was still there, I breathed a sigh of relief and a little of that weight eased off. I got out of the taxi and climbed down the cliff for my favorite spot and waited for the sunset. I didn't wait long before it arrived. But it wasn't red and orange! No, it was brown with shades of black smoke!! The humans have suffocated the sun!! They have killed my only surviving memory! I felt that my heart was about to burst into a million pieces and as the sun went down everything turned black. I looked up and saw that I was approaching a bright light that lay in the distance. Written by: Ghassan Awada Tweet
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