Post by Brittney on Sept 1, 2004 17:02:53 GMT -5
The black fog engulfed the city night in its casket. Air so tight, hearts would pulsate quicker and quicker. The city was silent. The city was still. The only sounds were were the tears of mourning plummeting into the ground. A mother weeps and hold her children tightly while the father is out there...somewhere. All of this rampant chaos has turned civilians against civilians. Across the roads and land the scent of the deceased and decayed flesh was unescapable. The city is quiet the city was still. BANG! A thunderous earshattering sound excavates into the night. There is chaos and screaming. Loud bellows and rising rings of fire. The air in unbreathable and people are running a muck. No one is safe anymore. All hope for survival has ceased to be. A child cries in the dead of night, gripping to its slaughtered mothers hand. Suddenly, it stops. The city is quiet, the city is still. The sounds of heavy breathes slowly capsize. Silence. The families return to the remains of their homes and hold their families tightly. It is just another night in Baghdad, Iraq. Where the city is silent. The city is still
