Well, like i said, ive been feeling wierd lately, and ive been having writers block, so im going to tell you about a story my grandma told me today.
Well, my family is German, and my grandma was telling me about WW2.
My grandma was born 1944 in a german town. But before she was born, germany had many air raides. One night, the alarm went off, so every one ran to the bunker they were supposed to go to. then, after my great grandma was already in the bunker, and the doors closed, she got labor pains. so she begged the man guarding the door to let her go to the hospital wich was only a few blocks down the road. after awhile, he let her out, and he told my great grandma that she hopes she makes it. so, finally she got the the hostpital, and she went into labor. the next morning, when she woke up, she looked outside and saw people picking up bodies that were in the bunker. every one that was in that bunker died.
eek pretty crazy huh? if my grandma didnt try to get out that night, my family nor i would be here now!! eek
Scilenced by a Death · Tue Feb 12, 2008 @ 01:12am · 0 Comments |