A STORY OF AN UNKOWN GIRL.

OCTOBER 5 – 1954

Scott enters the graveyard, he was in his 70s, his posture was firm and he was masculine. he had two deep scars on his face, which were signs of his tough life as a soldier. He was neatly dressed; his shoes were well polished. his eyes were filled with deep despair. Stepping towards the grave, holding a bottle of wine, he went into thoughts. He was the man who had participated in the world’s two greatest wars which took place in human history!

JULY 28- 1914

No historian can forget this day. It was the day World War 1 began, which eventually took millions of lives.  Wars happen because we as human beings fail to withstand our so-called title of intelligent creatures of the earth.

Robert Scott was a young and brave soldier who was fighting not because he was eager to kill the opponent but wanted to shield his people from any danger. He was a kind man but once he was on a battlefield nothing mattered to him, he was mercy less.

OCTOBER 5- 1914

Scott and his mates came to a small town after winning the battle, everyone got busy looting things around while the city was burning. sitting at a corner on fallen debris of some building, Scott was thinking about what good a winning of onside brings to humankind, in the end, someone has to die, and some families have to suffer. he sat for a few minutes to sink that in. then he noticed a building with flare and he heard a very feeble sound out of it. He jumped out of his position and rushed towards the building. It was all over for the ground floor, he stared at the emptiness of fire and he could still hear the feeble cry, it sounded like a small girl. He ran towards the stairs and grabbed the rails and started to climb, it was all smoke and he wasn’t able to figure out the direction of the sound, and suddenly he heard the sound of a big chunk of wood falling down. He saw a little girl laying on the floor, but it was too late he moved the chunk of wood aside with his mighty strength and grabbed her and came out of the building, the girl wasn’t breathing, he tried everything he learned in his training camp. There was no response from the little soul, the freckled face lost its breath and tears came down his cheeks. As a soldier, he has seen many deaths in his life but it was all different, he held her close to his chest and cried for the first time in the entire war.

The little girl was holding a piece of paper in her hand, he grabbed it, he doesn’t want to hurt her even in her deep death sleep, it was a photo of two young couples with a child in their hand, he figured out that they were her parents who have lost their lives in the tragedy. inscription in a photo printed a day AUGUST 9 1906.

He carried her to his town and buried her and he named her an unknown girl.

BACK TO THE PRESENT DAY

To this day he can never forget that soul, which wanted to get saved by him, He sipped his wine and sat for the whole evening with the flowers he bought. Sometimes you don’t need years together to build connections some connections get strong in a deep abyss and you will never get out of it for the rest of your life.