Warda ,a stage actress

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Submitted: May 30, 2018

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WARDA a stage actress a dreamer,and syrian,crossing border,PART TWO

A Story by bluessadmood

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its what happens in Syria..i really lost all hope in humanity,and good faith,and a world that could be a better place to live,think its much better to live in hell than on earth..where those with stre

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Warda crossing the border..
heart broken now lost most of family either wounded while escaping or just got lost..
it was like when hell ,nobody can stick to those we know,but we keep walking 
and exhausted,we just let our legs pull weary bodies..and where ..no real direction
some mystery out there but we have to go on and on..Warda was so fed up ,
she felt so degraded ,how humans would come to feel at times..like filthy animals 
face all smeared with dirt,head wizzing all time ,legs hardly strong to keep us straight
and it was a long journey with no end or destiny inside..many nights slept under the scintillating stars ,sky so blue and bright ,felt at times like the sun mingled with the night sky 
like it was both day and night..almost starved nothing inside kept the brains working faster
and imagination runs so wild..
Warda was with some guy fleeing with them no more than a young boy,near her age..
she never knew how come she came to talk to him like a very old aquantance,telling
him how she planned to act..the next play ,she told him,would be a hit, smashing, everyone would be stunned seeing her on stage..
it was a love scene..yes she told him ,her eying her beloved ..looking deep into his melting eyes..she with shaky hands running smoothly on his body..the guy in the play thought she was out of line,this was not the real play..the guy next to her ..took deep likening to her and also was really afraid for her sanity,for the more she talked,she she sounded uncomprehensive ,in words,and eyes so wild and deep looking looked like crazy..
all in that dark night ..he just pulled her shaky body to him,and embraced her hard to him 
just when she almost fainted in his hands ..words came so faint,you think me mad,she told him ,oh yes ,love this, sounds like the end of journey and tears came so hard..i think its here that everything stops,the world ends here,there will be no more nights ,no aches or worries
at last i will find my peace,will you be with me,take good care of me,no more dreams of better nights or days...
some strong bombing and shootings sounded stronger and nearer..there was lots of chaos and many scattered around them,some fell to ground..at last ,it was a bobmer ,a plane that showered them with bullets in that very dark sky,warda felt a warm red ooze from her chest and breathing was harder..the boy grabbed hard ..he was crying for her for he could see..
her wound was so deep ..
thank you my fried,she said ..just find me a good piece of ground and lay me deep there ,i want to rest
it was a tiring journey,now i must rest..hoped though i could see mother and father one last tine,but hell who cares now ,you are here ,better than nothing..
just bury me down in some nice clean ground ,dont leave any sign of me.i never want to be remembered..i used to want that ,everybody to see me on stage acting ,but not now ..
now i rest dear..help me to some good spot....but she never finished the line ,like it was a stage play she always dreamed of doing but never finished it..
the young boy just were hysterical ,and carried her,and burried her,after he hugged her for a long time ,seemed like eternity....

 
 

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