Screams for help ...

Starring out my window at the sunset as it sets over the shining horizon. Thinking about all the things I've done in my life hoping that someone will remember me. All things I've done right all the things I've done wrong. Maybe if I scream loud enough some one will hear my cries of pain.

The war around is getting worse and worse and I fear my life will not be spared. Fighting my way to survive and save my family. Watching as the people around me die off.

"Jesus help me..." My voice is crying in the wilderness but no one can here me. "Help, help me, please someone. Get me out of this place."

'BANG!' A gun shot goes off and a loud screech who's through out the village. My heart is beating faster, my adrenaline is rising, making me feel dizzy and light headed. Reaching my hand to grab my gun on my waste, I turn around and see someone standing there.

A bright light admitting from their face. Shining in all the darkness of this world. Through squinting eyes I make out a figure in a white gown with a glowing face when the person started to speak. "Do not be afraid. The Lord has heard your cries and has come to answer them. For today your village will end this war. No more shall die. Your faith has brought you freedom."

Then as quick as the person appeared he disappeared in a flash. Then all was silent. No screams. No shots. No bombings. That night was the first time I slept in a year...

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Sorry guys really short story. I'm not really good at this whole writing thing. But I hoped you liked it. Leave comments below. If you have any suggests for a short story I'm sure I can use some. Please if love your input. Thank you.

Special thanks to Nightstar888 for making me start writing again.