THE SHAM EYES

I felt frightened.

Sudden shifts of events rolled like thunder in my eyes.

And the wind of trauma drown into my soul.

How could I swim upstream from this fate of terror?

I was held captive for how many days by the rebels.

My tears dried up and my heartbeats fading.

Confusion and anxieties start killing my hope.

Everyday, I have been praying that the light of divine intervention will shed brightness into this shadow of darkness.

O how I missed Aunt Galina... and Amelia...

My Journal keeps me breathing and striving.

And I opened it to write my daily letter.

I wrote.

My dearest friend Amelia,

I hope you are fine.

May God help us to surpassed this battlefield of our lives.

I will hold you in my heart dearly and cherish our happy moments together.

Hope to see you soon when the sun shines in our horizon.

Lada

A knocked on the cabin door, startled me.

I immediately closed my journal and keep it hidden in my leather hand bag.

Then, the door opened.