chapter 3

Chapter 3

Something is definitely wrong! I thought that afternoon, as I crept out of the house. I rushed through the streets and hopped on the bus. I had a smothered, red jacket on, and the hood covering my face. I paid the bus fair and took a seat. The seats were filthy with trash. The orange paint was fading and there was graffiti on the windows. All the seats were filled. On the left I saw a women with short black hair, and green eyes sit with a toddler on her lap. She wore a turquoise dress and the little girl wore an emerald dress.  Beside her were many old men and women. While on the right I saw an old man with a wheel chair and a woman holding his hand. The bus jerked stop, and the doors swung open. A soldier stomped onto the bus and spoke to the bus driver.

 “It is 6:00 and its time for the bus inspection” the soldier remarked to the driver. The soldier then turned and walked towards the end of the bus, looking right and left when he stopped. His eyes were directly on the women on the left. “Get up!” he ordered. Without a hesitation he grabbed the little girl by the collar, and raised her above his head. “Get Up!” he yelled.

 “No, no! Please let her go! Please!!” the lady begged, as she jumped to get her. The soldier threw the tiny 6-year-old back onto the seat and yanked the woman.

”Now get your child and follow me!” he ordered once more. She strode off the bus and started following another soldier. The soldier returned onto the bus, and looked left and right again. I saw outside the dim windows the lady, with tears in her eyes; torture. 

My eyes started to fill with water, but I used all my might to hold them in. The soldier sat down, and the bus began to move.

 

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The soldier stayed there throughout the entire bus ride, until it was just me and him on that bus. Finally I arrived at the bus stop and the bus jerked stop. I stood up and walked toward the door, and off the bus.

My pulse started beating harshly, and it felt strange. The atmosphere was colder then it should have been. I felt as if someone were behind me, following me. I started walking slowly, in a normal speed, and then I heard something breathing behind me. I continued walking, picking up my pace, until I felt an icy cold hand on my shoulder, turning me fiercely. Right in front of my eyes was a bulky man, dressed in a green suit. His hair, brown and cut short, was covered by s hat that was bushy green that was on his suit and his muscular hand clutched my shoulder.

I stared into his eyes, as my heart raced. His ruby red eyes were blossoming, glimmering, and amazing to glare into. He stared into mine for a moment, and he released his grip.

“Honk, Honk” A car honked, and our gaze dropped.

“Wow…. your….- wow….” The man managed to say, speechless. “I can’t do this…. Your just…- you have to leave, Ariel!” he said in a hurried tone. Why? What are you doing here? Why did-” I was cut off short by his husky voice. “There is no time to explain! You have to get out of here! You have to leave! You have no idea what is happening! Run!! Get out of Poland!! Take a one-way ticket to America Ariel!! And don't come back!!” he stated. “Just follow me Ariel. I will take you to a safe place, where no one will find you, and I will supply you with your ticket. But that is as far as I can go. The rest is up to you.” He took my hand and walked me 2 blocks down and into a shabby alleyway.

We stopped where the alley ended. There were bunches of huge boxes right beside a broken window on the left and just the bare concrete on the opposite side. The man slid the boxes to the side, and revealed a hidden door, which he opened and then led me through the passageway. There was no light, and the spacing was tight. All I could do was follow the noise of his deep breaths, until we reached a tiny room.