1Looking through the peaceful field of gorgeous bright yellow flower. The yellow brightness immersed in and my eyes caught them. The seeds that cracked into my mouth and the specific taste, suddenly came into my mind. The sunflower field looks like a shelter and that reminds me of the lost, deaths, scream and panic. I remember the time we have to run away and hide under the sunflower. We have to hide in the field for many weeks until the worst nightmare rushed away and recognize the red, white and black flag. It might not be the worst nightmare to the others but if they catch us, it's like we are already dead. Looking through the field, the are piles of death bodies lying on the floor and a group of smoke that started to glide up into the sky. In few weeks, the yellowness of the field disappeared and a huge white blanket covering the whole field. We can't hide anymore. Winter is coming.
After surviving the massacre, I don't have any hope anymore and I don't know what to do. There's nothing left that I can do except for hiding and running away.
When I finished thinking about the deaths and sadness, I enjoy the yellow field of sunflower and slowly walking in there.
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