Dead body on the ground covered with blood. I feel scared that I might die from the shooting and bombs around me.
My old village was bombed by the enemy and we were forced to leave our homes. The villagers and the enemy used to be best friends and now they want to rule over us. The villagers packed their belongings and joined the line to leave to find a safer place to stay.
As I was walking with my people I feel cold and tired. It is dark as we enter the forest. Some people are dying from hunger. When I go to sleep I dream about when I was young I felt there was something missing in my family and when I woke up it was still dark and I saw something weird. It was a woman standing near a tree. It was my Mum but it was all in my imagination.
On our long journey some of the villagers survived and some of the people died in the cold and dark forest. My dad came to me with the treasure box he said “before I die will you promise me to keep our treasure safe” and I said “yes father I will promise to keep our treasure safe about our people”When we stopped and rested I saw my dad lying on the ground coughing. I found out that my father is sick. We don’t have medicine to heal my dad’s sickness. I hold my father’s warm hands and say goodbye. I kissed him on the forehead before he dies. I loved my father with all my heart. I buried him together with my villagers. Each of the villagers and I said a prayer about how good my father. After the burial day I felt sad and scared. I have no one with me today and I have nowhere to go.
The villagers told me to leave the iron box and I decided to leave my suitcase and take the iron treasure box with me as I promised my dad that I will keep the treasure box safe. The villagers and I see a new village. We went there to get warm and comfortable. I saw this big tree, it’s called the Linden tree. It has no leaves. It was like a dead tree, it had no leaves. I dug up the dirt and buried the treasure box so it was safe.Years and days past by, I became older, I went to school and then got a job.
I decided to go back to the library to return the book and to see my old village.
The village had all been renewed, it looked colorful and joyful. I went to the library and put the book on the shelf so that the people in the village can read it to know what it was like back in the olden days. Everybody told me that it was a really interesting book. Some villagers read the book, the name of the book is ‘The Olden Days.’ It has become a historical book in the library.
