My Grandfather's Story

(From Dell)

WHO MISSED ME?? NOBODY?? Okay. (cries)

So instead posting something crazy and weird, I will tell you about my grandfather's story.

Back then I came back to my grandfather's home (January), and he tells me about how he survive (not really..?) when the WW2 happened in his hometown (1945).

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(Grandfather's point of view)

I'm just a child when they started to invaded my hometown.

So, I was at the traditional market(*1) when the war was happened. I have no brother and sister, and I went with my elder cousin back then. He is the one who was so close with me beside my parents, and I treated him like an older brother.

The strange people(*2) with a strange height and strange face looked down at me with an angry face. They bough some strange guns at that time. I don't know why but that time I am really scared, so scared that my elder cousin hold my hands to keep me in balance. He faced them and he hugged me. That strange people is now moved, but I don't know that one of them just throw us to the ground like a big hindrance block. I was shocked and my cousin's feature face was really dark and expressionless. We then ran away from them and he bought me home.

That's what I can remember about my elder cousin. Next day after that time he moved to another town, leave me alone with my busy parents at home.

Next week that strange people happened to came over to my village. My neighbor went to my house and asked me to hide together with them from that people(*2). That day my parents was busy and hadn't home. I however, can't contact them because of the lack of communication device.

So I followed her and went to their backyard. I don't know about this at all since I lived at this village. The one who took me shoved some straws on the ground and at there I found a strange big wooden circle board on the ground. She opened the board and I can saw a big tunnel inside. when I went inside, I found a kitchen-like room and some tiny bed. I wanna ask them about this but before I can speak, she said,

'This once used by my husband's great great grandfather to hide while the World War 1 happened, and I heard that this once used to their hiding place from that people. He said that my husband's generations can use this when something like this happened' she explained, also she said that there's an air circulation and sewer inside the tunnel. I nodded. She then offered me to life inside there while waiting for my parents. I took some months off from my school and live inside that tunnel together with their family. Sometimes my neighbor would get out to brought some vegetables and meat to eat, but I just stayed inside everyday.

6 months later I heard from my neighbor that my parents was home. I am so happy and excited, I can't wait to see them again. Then with my neighbor, I came out of the tunnel and felt some fresh air. But then when I see the ground I was so terrified.

There's some dried blood on the yard, and also I saw somebody's hand near the tree in front of my neighbor's house. I almost screamed before myy neighbor closed my mouth. 'shh, be quite. I know that you will be scared but I'm sorry, an enemy might be heard you if you scream right now..." she looked at me and wipe my tears.

I stopped crying and nodded. Then she smiled and went to my house. She also said that some of the house in this village almost completely destroyed but fortunately, my house and my neighbor's house were only damaged, not completely destroyed (since our house were far away from the main street).

Inside the house, I found my worried parents and immediately ran towards them. I hugged them and cried so hard and they're just smiled to me. My father brushed my hair and grinned. They also explained to me and my neighbor that they had been hiding in the secret place on their workplace. Since that time I became more brave than ever before. My parents thanked my neighbor several times and offered her to sit down and eat. But she rejected and went home.

My parents had an idea and build a tunnel like my neighbor's on the backyard (since my father is well acknowledged on the architecture things it's not really a problem for him). We lived inside it for years. We still had that tunnel but that house was already sold now.

4~6 years (I'm forgot about the details, it's been a long long time ago) later the independence day happened, and I was so very happy and glad. My parents too, celebrated it together with my neighbors on the village. Even though it was just a small celebration, I felt like it was a big, big party. On that party I found my wife, or your grandmother.

Well, that's what I can remember. Since that time I started to learn fighting skills and learn to shoot. I also became more strong and stronger. But something still went off.

I still hadn't found my elder cousin until now. My other cousin also can't found him since he left from my hometown.

But I still lived happily even though my elder cousin is gone. No, not because I didn't cared about it, but because I have you all, my grandchilds.

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*1: Traditional market: Something like market stalls where you can bought some foods and utensils with a lower price, but dirtier place.

*2: Strange people/that people: maybe he means an enemy soldier or colony.

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That's it.

I am sorry for the creepy ending. He just ends his story like that and fall asleep.

Thank you for reading! Dell's off for now! Bye!!

 Bad English (Why haven't I improved yet...?)