Remember Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Featured Review on this writing by L.E. Belle


 

I flail my hand out of the train. Raizel’s fingers meet mine, and we cling to each other as if one touch could return what we lost, ingrained in our coal-stained skin. Tarry soot puffs from the fires pillaging our city, and covers every person they corral next to us. They own us. We’re cattle, cowed into corners — parents and children, sisters like Raizel and me, entire families — unfit for life because of our race.

“Dirty scum. Come with me.” A man rips Raizel and me apart, and a tight knot forms in my chest. 

“Don’t take her,” I scream, swatting the man with the swastika on his arm. 

He shoves me aside, and carts her away. 

“Let me out!” I ram my fists against the train's closing door. Her voice rings from the other side. “Raizel!”

My cries drown under the screeching whistle.

Like a death cadence, it chugs the train to a place they say will destroy my ten-year-old-self. The ache in my chest deepens, and I weep in my palms, hearing hundreds of others wailing around me also. 

Tell me I will wake from this nightmare.


Submitted: August 26, 2019

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L.E. Belle

This is a very well-written scene and very emotional too. I recently watched "The Hiding Place" and I am reminded how terrible the Holocaust was. Children torn from parents, siblings from their brothers and sisters. We should always remember.

Mon, August 26th, 2019 1:35pm

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Thanks, LE, for commenting. And I agree.
Blessings,
Joy

Mon, August 26th, 2019 6:48am

hullabaloo22

So much emotion in such a short piece. Cattle shouldn't be treated like that, let alone humans. Not a word wasted. Excellent work, Joy!

Mon, August 26th, 2019 7:34pm

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Thank you, Hully, for the review and read. My grandfather was impacted by the Holocaust. This piece is a personal one, close to my heart.
Blessings,
Joy

Mon, August 26th, 2019 12:37pm

Vance Currie

Children torn from parents? This is a powerful short story, Joy, and it saddens me to see in the news that this kind of thing still happens today. Not on such a large scale, perhaps, but that's no consolation to the kids who cry for their parents.

Mon, August 26th, 2019 11:27pm

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Thank you for reading and commenting!
Blessings,
Joy Shaw

Mon, August 26th, 2019 4:56pm

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