The invasion

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Chapter Two

-"Can you tell me what's going on?" I asked Michael desperately.

Michael has been a friend of mine since three years ago, when i came here to find a job, he was a young man of 22 years old , with black hair and brown eyes. He was married with Fatima, a nineteen years old girl, with black hair and blue eyes.She was very beautiful.

Their clothes were dirty: Michael's troussers were torned and his arm was injured.Fatima's skirt was torned too and she was missing a shoe.

-"We've been attacked! We must evacuate the village! Now!"

Michael seemed very scared so did his wife Fatima. Both were exhausted and confused.

The villagers were leaving now in hurry,some with their vehicles ,others with the guidance of soldiers.

They knew they wouldn't come back, they knew they were leaving their lives,their houses,their memories.

So would I, and that made me feel awful.

Above the clouds the aircrafts sounded again, the sky was blurry and now that the moon was at its peak seemed hazy from the smoke.

-"Ok, wait me to pack some things up" I said.

Then, I entered into the basement again,leaving them waiting for me.

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