Fragile Lives

A loud sound and the crash of concrete awoke Nabila and Nabiha from their sleep. As they opened their eyes, they were petrified to see their parents trapped in the debris.

“Abba! Ammi!” the ten-year old twins cried in vain.

Their parents were dead. As they looked around, they saw the other casualties of the powerful bomb that raided Raqqa in the early hours of the morning.

Nabiha sobbed.

“We are all living fragile lives, sister. The world is bombing each other with eyes shut and people like us lose our dear ones. Keep praying.” Nabila tried not to cry.

Written as part of BARaThon Challenge, Day 3



I'm an avid reader and writer. Reading gets me a feeling of understanding the world through different perspectives and writing helps me outline my thoughts from the cobwebs that the mind has trapped it in!

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