When I was 8, kingdom got attacked. Mother was hugging me so tightly that I can still remember her touch.. Father was protecting us but it wasn't for long, enemies broke in and father was fighting against them. It was a disaster, mother looked at father intensely, she took all her courage up and let go of me. She held my shoulders and said ," My baby boy, run as fast as you can. Mommy and daddy will find you after this."
Tears rolled down on her cheeks and I knew... I knew that she was lying. I hugged her and cried to her that I don't want to leave but she commended me to go. Holding on her tightly, mother pushed me and shouted "GO MY CHILD!" My trembling legs started to run and I turn back to tell mother to come find me as soon as possible.
The last thing memory from mother, was her smile because
she was stabbed.