Personal Narrative Essay: My First Vietnam War

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BORN ONTO NIGHT Government had already used army before my birthday. Guerilla warfare was haunting the sleeps of people. Citizen had to fear both revolutionary and military. National Strike were like the Saturdays, regular holidays. I have seen the killing by government at the same night I started my schools .With fear, prays and thanks to god, the army bunker stopped at my uncles. What would have happened if it had stopped at my house? I still remember the person they gaged, release of agony at helpless with power of bullets. I still remember looking from a pin hole of house, fearing the death coming. I still feel my dry throat, small tongue of mine which swallowed the voice of my breath, see the clotted blood at the middle of road, can hear the howl of that silence, silence of merciless killing. Army left my …show more content…

Those fading voice of kids was sharp, sharp enough to pierce the deaf ears of peoples around make them hear the call of nation, the sound had an enough vibration to cause people around to standup than to enjoy the holidays by national strike. After a week of that, my district was first of Nepal where government officials put down their LMG and their rubber bullets. Power of people came to people but life will never come back ,family of boy killed will never have their son back , removing of rubber bullets out of corpse won 't make an space for soul to return. Cold Blood on streets won 't be hot again, shattered flesh and bone won 't be attached to body again. None of national Magna Carta will make treaty with heaven, no souls will come back. Can a life be redeemed for anything? Continuous loop of death again smiled, my dying country had 7.8 Richter scale earthquake. Next day school chairmen insisted you save your life and I will save mine.1200 students, 100 staff andlocal people were next

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