She went away, has not been away for long, but it is difficult to get food at these times. The distances are long, many streets are simply no longer there.

Tired, in those days, you can just be tired, she turned the corner into her street, which, thank God, still retained the appearance of former normality. Saw the open door immediately, did not think that it had been left open out of carelessness, but felt this stab in the heart. A desperation that struck her like lightning.

The rooms were devastated. Things had been taken away, she couldn't say what, but something just seemed to be missing everywhere. She turned on her own axis, the bags fell from her hand, she stormed up the stairs, screamed for her daughter and her husband, but no one answered. The bedroom empty. Leave the kitchen. The bathroom was cold.

She stood helpless in the hallway, trembling, panicked, scared and distraught. With great strides she rushed to the neighbors.Good neighbors, an elderly couple with no children. The woman once told her in confidence that her husband had returned home from the war seriously injured and that for this reason they had no family happiness. She loved her daughter and was happy to give her some sweets.
She kept knocking on the door, once, twice, three times, four times. The mind was switched off, someone had to open it. A slight movement of the curtain, but no one wanted to hear their energetic knocking. In a tearful voice, she screamed that someone should please open the door for her, she could no longer find her husband and child. Her fist continued to drum on the wood of the door until it opened and the face of the good neighbor appeared in the crack. Her good-natured features looked closed. The woman dropped her fist and stopped drumming.

She asked the neighbor where she could find her family. The dear woman reluctantly gave information, advised her to take a look at the station and at the same time warned her that bad things were going on.The door was closed. Without listening to the warning, she started to run.

The way was so long, she had to pause several times to gasp for breath. The image of the station had changed. When she stepped onto the platform, she already knew that she would no longer find her family here. The station was empty, gray, deserted, deathly quiet. She didn't know what was going on. What happened here Where Was Her Family Taken To? You saw the traces, the remains of broken lives, pieces of clothing, scraps of paper, lost hopes and shattered dreams. One heavy breath followed the next.

Alone she stood here, desperate, although she wasn't even sure if there was any reason to despair. All she felt was that she was left behind. There were rumors, stories so cruel it couldn't possibly be true and now, is it supposed to be real? It couldn't be true, she couldn't explain it.Is her blood a different color from that of her child and her husband? Why not take them with you? The neighbor was just like her family, man, why wasn't she fetched? What made them different? The men who put her husband and child on the train were human too. Why did you bring your family? What made them different?
At that moment she realized that the rumors were bitter truth and yet she never found the answer to her questions about why.
She stopped there at the train station. Waiting for the next train ...

The neighbor crept out, closed the door of the abandoned house. Checked whether it had really fallen into the lock. Maybe the dear family will come back one day, until then the door should stay open, you never know who could sneak in. It was just rumors ...


Never again ... never ...
Should this story repeat itself ...
The door has to stay open so that the family can come home ...Our eyes have to stay open so that we can see exactly between the lie and the truth ...

We are all human ...

Everyone has a place in this world.
One must never question someone else's place. Everyone has it ... regardless of skin color, attitude, religion. We can all coexist, that's for sure. Blood will flow only when someone is deprived of their right to space, not because of our differences or other opinions. If we live peacefully side by side, understanding that the person next to me is not what I am, then peace will return to the world ...

Thanks for reading ... What do you guys say, is it OK that I put this online?