15 for 15 Contest --- Closed

The first thing I noticed was the blackness. I couldn’t see anything. And for a brief moment I couldn’t hear or feel anything. Then I heard the wailing of sirens off in the distance. I couldn’t decide if I was hearing it live or if I was hearing it dead. Dead was something I’d only imagined. If this was dead it was nothing like I’d thought.

I couldn’t move my legs. My eyes opened and I saw broken concrete everywhere I looked. The sounds of sirens came closer.

Two men approached and attempted to pull me from the concrete rubble. I didn’t know them, but they tried to move me. It hurt and I told them so. One left and lifted a large shard of concrete off my left leg. He returned triumphant and I heard him speak.

He spoke Arabic. I was Jewish.

My mind told me to hate these men, but my pain spoke louder.

They pulled me free.

And then they disappeared into the mayhem.

I didn’t have the chance to thank them.


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