Diary of a civilian in war

We counted the days, 1, 20, 50, 100, a year. And counting. Till we lost count. War was horrible. Some things were out of our imagination. No one could imagine what had happened to our pleasant little town. We initially woke up everyday, thinking and hoping, that the world be over. But it never came through. Never, ever. The truth about war, is that it is horrifying. We lived in fear, the fear of leaving home and never coming back, the fear that we would lose ourselves and the people around us. The fear of, everything and anything.

There was this one day, when planes flew over the town. Dropping bombs right onto our land. We tried to run, we attempted to avoid. But the unfortunate still occurred. I lost my brother. It was the worst feeling anyone could face. After which, when the opposing soldiers entered the town. The rest of us, we had to lie dead on the ground. Just a pretended action. The went around stabbing bodies with their bayonet. It was just a blessing then we did not get hurt. After a long time, we don't know how long, probably 10 hours? Then we did dare to start moving. My sister was suffering from cramps, we were all cold and hungry. But. What could we do. Bodies were lying all over the floor. Motionless, emotionless. The scene could never be erased from my mind. I could no longer recognize and find my brother anywhere. There were limbs and body parts all over the place. The scene, was pure disgusting.

Writing this entry, there is nothing to guarantee my life. A soldier can just come up right behind me and shoot me in the head. Yes. It's a living hell. No one know what will  happen next. I'm worried. Worried for us. Whether we could live to see the daylight every time we sleep. Or we could live the see the nightfall, every time we were awake. Things, are worse then you think.

And the worst part of war, is knowing that you will die. There was this once, a public execution. The scence was just emotionally disturbing. How the hell could someone, accept the fact that they will be shot in the head, in the next minute, the next 30 seconds, or just. Right now...

War. Something you wouldn't want to live in. Living hell.