I am remembering the night when the war is starting. Even before they are arriving to killing us the air is feeling sticky like okra and people are not happying. I am sensing that something is wrong but my mother and father is saying that everything will be fine. But if everything will be fine [...]

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I waited until 4.47am before I rang him. He answered the phone, husky toned and drunk. He is a prick, I thought. A fucking prick. I wanted us to be together tonight, I missed him. He seemed amused by my phone call. Could I not leave him alone at all, he wondered. I would leave [...]

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