Little Boy Lost.

[zoolane]

Little Boy Lost.

A small boy wander around lost. Hes country has being torn to shreds by the war. He homeland has come rumble and crates in the earth. Nothing was stand whole. The people were scavenge round for any bit food. Some were wish that they hadn't being wash brain by Hitler. The devil himself in human form.

He think that he in area where he used live. The boy recognizes a street name amongst the fallen buildings'. He called out in native language for any of hes family to come forward. No one come forward to claim the little boy. The little boy's boots have no laces in them. Hes feet are sore, blister and weep inside the damp leather. The trousers are for a taller boy. They have being roller up so he has not trip over him. The shirt is suppose being white but off grey colour and cover grime. Hes hair has just started to grow back with dark shade of brown.

The place has being invade again by the 'Third Reich'. The streets are desert by the so called normal people. They marched through the town square. They look worn out and brave at same time. Behind them is a car with different soldiers in. It the British army who has save the world but it come to late for most of europe.

The little boy look down at hes forearm. Pull back hes sleeve to reveal what Nazis had gave him. The number was 5 digit long and it green ink. The Nazis in their generous nature gave him and other like him. Life with no family or a home to going back to. The night are worst for him. When he manage to fell sleep. All hes see is the cold iron gates and oven block with smoke come out the top. People being lead into showers and not come back. The memories of hell will stay with him until the day he dies.

[hillwalker]

You never fail to surprise me with your choice of subject matter.

In this one I thought the best parts are when you focus on the tiny details of the boy's situation rather than giving a broader picture of the events leading up to his desperate plight: his boots without laces, his trousers a size or two too large, and how his hair is beginning to grow back.

It is these tiny details that make the setting seem more real - more effective than all the facts regarding the war and the concentration camps that have already been reported in numerous ways.

I'd be interested to learn how you were inspired to write about him.

H

[zoolane]

You never fail to surprise me with your choice of subject matter.

In this one I thought the best parts are when you focus on the tiny details of the boy's situation rather than giving a broader picture of the events leading up to his desperate plight: his boots without laces, his trousers a size or two too large, and how his hair is beginning to grow back.

It is these tiny details that make the setting seem more real - more effective than all the facts regarding the war and the concentration camps that have already been reported in numerous ways.

I'd be interested to learn how you were inspired to write about him.

H

'The Box' was inspired by Saturday last weekend, me and kids dug over the vegetable patch. Mainly got carrots. Giant one that even show that school.
Sunday I was watch 'Time Team' with little Charlotte and big Leanne.

'Health' was inspired by 'The Wright' channel 5 weekday 9sh am.
Comment was made about boys and young men have eating disorders. It come more common but also taboo subject amongst men and boys.

Today, I was suppose reading 'Romeo and Juliet'. Put TV just background noise. It was Scrap Heap Challenge or History which had on 'World War Two Apocalypse' and show footage on Auswitch Concentration Camp.

[Delta40]

The story started to pull my heartstrings when you mentioned his boots. I don't like the final sentence.
The memories of hell will be with him until he reaches old age or died.

It seems as if you're not sure how the memories will impact him rather than stating:

The memories of hell will stay with him until the day he dies.

[alcala0001]

When I was 14 a holocaust survivor came to speak at our school. He was a boy when his family was taken to Dachau. He was the only member of his family that survived. His name was Karl Aufischer. I can still remember it vividly. Thanks for sharing!

[zoolane]

The story started to pull my heartstrings when you mentioned his boots. I don't like the final sentence.
The memories of hell will be with him until he reaches old age or died.

It seems as if you're not sure how the memories will impact him rather than stating:

The memories of hell will stay with him until the day he dies.

Thank you Delta. I have re edit and has sound better.


When I was 14 a holocaust survivor came to speak at our school. He was a boy when his family was taken to Dachau. He was the only member of his family that survived. His name was Karl Aufischer. I can still remember it vividly. Thanks for sharing!

Thank you for comment Alcala I hope sound real.