With this picture I imagined a story about war. So that’s what I going to write about. You can freely Imagine the characters who you like in this story. And let me know what you guys think of the story.
It all started when I accidentally watched a documentary about poor children, in the middle of a war in Iraq. You know when there’s nothing interesting to watch on tv and you just start sapping? Yeah that’s how I encountered the documentary. I was so shocked about the bombings and the children in dirt, crying of fear and standing inside a destroyed building. It was so tear wrecking. The thought, that it could be my niece or my nephew or the annoying little brat next door, broke my heart. So I decided to do everything I could to help those in need.
Yeahhh… the thought was cute, but to actually do something…..I really didn’t know where to start. But one day, when I really wasn’t thinking about it much, I saw a poster, in the hallway of my medical school, about volunteering to go, with some docters as a assistant doctor, to Iraq, to help the wounded people.
Of course I gave it a long thought and when I told my parents, my mom wasn’t really happy about it. But I decided to stop doubting and just go. I packed my suitcase and said goodbye to my family and friends.
There I was….Waiting, at a open field, together with my senior doctors, colleague assistant doctors and some very handsome soldiers, waiting for the military airplane to come pick us up. The flied was scary. I was nervous and probably shitted my pants the whole way through. But there was this one special soldier, who sat next to me. He noticed that I started breathing uncontrollably, so he held my hand and whispered in my ear: “We’re almost there, don’t worry”. When he saw that I was breathing normally again, he tried to let go of my hand. But I wouldn’t let him! I grabbed his arm and clung on him as tight as I could, and closed my eyes.
When we finally were on the ground he scrapped his throat and said shyly: “We uhmmm…… We’re already here”. Immediately I let go of his arm and moved 2 meters away from him. “It’s okay he said smily.
It was too dangerous to stay at one place for too long. So we were guided fast to the base in armored cars. But still you could here the bombings and the shootings outside of the car. Finally we arrived at the secret underground base, but before we could take some rest, they explained to us what was happening and what our role was. I was so tired that I fell a sleep quickly, when we walked into our shared cabin.
Unfortunately we couldn’t sleep for to long because we were woken up 5 o'clock in the morning, by one of the soldiers. And not nicely at all but like: GET YOUR ASSES UP NOWWWW. IT’S TIME TO MOVE!!! He scared the shit out of me.. Asshole.
We were divided into groups of 1 doctor, 1 assistant doctor and 2 soldiers. It started and the only thing we could do was run and hide, run and hide, until we came across a damaged building with people inside. There was a mom holding a child who’s leg was missing. There was smoke and blood everywhere. I was so scared tears were running down my face, while the doctor was busy trying to stop the bleeding. "GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER”. The soldier screamed at me. It woke me up right away. I stopped crying, helped the doctor stitch the child’s leg up and put the bandage on. Then I looked if the mom and the other children were okay.
There was no time to catch our breath again because a explosion followed right up. It damaged the already awfully damaged building even more. Bricks fell on my leg. I saw blood, but couldn’t feel my leg at all. “Are you okay”. The soldier asked me. “I don’t know”. I said crying “Can’t feel my leg”. The doctor had his hands full, so he couldn’t even give a glance at my leg.
The situation became much worse. You could hear the shootings come closer. It was time to move! The soldier threw a smoke bomb and picked me up. Together with the less wounded children we ran to a saver place underground. There we stayed for days, weeks maybe, without food and with just 3 bottles of water! He tried to talk to me to keep me awake. It worked the first couple of days. But then I passed out…..Before I closed my eyes, I faintly heard him say my name. But how was that possible…. I never told him my name. Did I….
When I opened my eyes I was in the hospital laying on a bed. I couldn’t open them very widely because the light was so sharp. One of my hands was warm….Someone was holding it….“Y/N? Are you awake”? Someone said. Finally I got used to the light. So I looked next to me. To see the face of the person, who was holding my hand. It was the same soldier I met in the airplane. But something didn’t feel right….I sat up and saw that one of my legs was missing. I couldn’t believe it…..Tears were running down my face again. Suddenly the soldier hugged me. And I cried and cried, until I couldn’t cry anymore. When I calmed down I was still in his arms. “Who are you” I asked him. “Your soulmate” he replied…

















