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CorDharel
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Switzerland
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 Posted - 2005/03/13 : 22:18:07
Hi guys!
Here is a short story I made up. It makes you think about wars. I hope u like it.
Tim's meeting with his father
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Tim sits in the corner of the foreign house. He is in the age of fourteen. His surrounding area is his hometown. It's the time of the Second
World War. Tim doesn't know where he is. He hears screams coming from the outdoor. The walls are dirty and broken. Next to him is another
young child, a girl. She whines, but very quietly. Bombs fall from the sky. Tim is afraid of the war. And he lost his mother.
The morning of this day was very untroubled. Tim stood up from his bed. He didn't have an own room, but that didn't disturb him. He went to
his brother Moe and prodded him. "Eh broth, wake up, father will come to us this morning. He will come back from the big war. Wake up!" His
brother just turned himself to the other side and continued to sleep. Tim was too nervous to sleep. He went in the second room of their
house, where mother slept during the long nights. But this morning, she was already awake. She was cooking a soup for her boys. "Good
morning, Timmy. Would you be so nice and go to the neighbours to get some bread?" Tim nodded and walked through the wooden door. The
neighbours lived 5 minutes away afoot.
Tim got the bread. As he walked towards his house, an airplane appeared in the sky behind him. Shots fell. Tim looked back and startled. He
wasn't able to move. In the last second, someone grabbed him and trailed him into a house that was vacant. Tim didn't see the person that
took him off the road. Abruptly a loud noise flew over the area. Tim ran to the door and looked at his own house. But the house was not there
anymore. He just saw some walls standing there, and in the middle a big heap of stones. "Muuuum!" He began to cry, wanted to run to look if
his mother was alive. But again, someone stopped him at the door. "No, you can't go outside. We have to hide, enemy soldiers are coming!" The
man who said that trailed him into a dump in a corner of the house. The door of the dump was closed. It was nearly dark.
Tim thinks about what happened. Could his mother escape before the bomb destroyed the house? He didn't think so, because his mother was a
chubby woman. Tears start to fill his eyes. And what is with his brother? He begins to cry, thinking about the important people and things he
lost from one instant to another. "Don't cry. Everything will be alright!" Tim wipes his eyes and looks around. The girl next to him tries to
take comfort with her hand, but Tim moves away quickly. She is a few years older. "What are you saying? Nothing will ever be alright again!
My mum died out there. And my brother, too!" He is still confused and shocked. "Trust me, everything will be alright again! Just calm down
and relax" Tim tries to do so. He begins to breath deeply while he closes his eyes. His minds begin to come back in an order. His father!
What is with his father!
A line of seventy soldiers marches on the road to their next goal. A commander shouts. "Five soldiers, check this house. Two soldiers, check
the ruin there. All others walk ahead!" Five soldiers walk towards the house where Tim is hiding.
Back in the dump. "Alright, clean the house!" This sentence comes ambiguous through the door of the dump. "Shhhh" the strange man that also
hides puts a finger in front of his mouth. Tim begins to tremble. Voices come from upstairs. "This house is clean, let's go back!" "Wait,
here is a door on the floor. Perhaps some refugees are hiding there." After three seconds Tim hears a joggle of the door. "Uhm, it is
closed." Tim creeps away from the door as far as he can. Four shots are sounded off suddenly. Tim has almost began to cry, but he brace
oneself. Someone joggles the door again. "It's still closed." "Hey guys, the others are very far, let's go back!" "Damn, alright, we are
coming!" Silence.
After some minutes, Tim doesn't hear any noise in the house. He looks at the girl. She is fine. He looks at the man in the other direction.
And he begins to scream as loud as he can. The man sits here there in the other corner, without a move. Blood flows over his face and his
clothes. The poor guy was sitting under the dump door. "No, no, no!" Tim and the girl hug and cry together.
When Tim controls himself again and forgets the shock, he just wants to get out of this hole. He has to take all his pluckiness to get to the
door and open the lock next to the death man. But he does it. He rapidly jumps out and helps the girl. A thought wraps into his head. Dad!
He walks to the door and looks outside. No people are here. He runs to the ruin of his house, but ten feet away, he stops. He can see the
feet of his mother lying under the huddle of stones. "No!" He cries and fells on his knees.
"Noooo!" A man rans towards the house. "No, what happened here?" He sees Tim and shouts "Tim! TIM!" Tim looks back and beholds his father.
While the embracement they feel the pain of the loss together. After a few seconds they began to speak disordered. "Dad, where have you been?
Why did it take so long? Das, mom is under the ruin! I was hiding." "Tim, what happened? Are you okay? Where is mom? What is with little Moe?
Are they okay?"
The didn't manage to answer the questions they gave. A bullet of a sniper hit Tim's father into the chest. Tim's father died after two
seconds. The sniper, together with some other men, was the rearguard of the soldiers.
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Brian K
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Posted - 2005/03/14 : 00:51:45
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Cyborgasm
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Posted - 2005/03/14 : 03:01:58
lmao
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CorDharel
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Posted - 2005/03/14 : 17:11:54
*iq bump*
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Nixon
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Posted - 2005/03/14 : 17:19:32
Timmy, what a legend, but Jimmy is funnier.
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Trip2k
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Posted - 2005/03/14 : 17:22:10
NO WAY, Timmy is the original and best, there fight kicks ass though, intresting story btw, what made u write that
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CorDharel
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Posted - 2005/03/14 : 18:56:58
I dunno. I just made up this idea about Tim and wrote this story. :)
AND GET LOST WITH UR "*ç%*"ç% TIMMY OR JIMMY 
(cause butters is much funnier)
btw i especially like the "man got killed by sitting on wrong place" part :)
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BassEd
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Posted - 2005/03/15 : 14:42:43
Good story mate.
South Park lol, the best cartoon ever made. Timmy and Jimmy funny as, Butters is funny as hell but no character comes colse to Cartman everything he comes out with makes me crack up.
'Ya Kyle u gotta do somethin about that sand in your vagina' Lol love it!!
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