Butterfly Garden It was two days before Christmas. My family and I were held as prisoners in the Army Barracks in the middle of the desert, where the temperatures climbed to 55 degrees celsius, and with this dry season brought thunderstorms. The gales shuttered the window panels. The barrack was full of sand seeping everywhere, covering our faces and bodies. It brought with it huge, hairy, highly venomous spiders.......We tried to avoid the thousands of …
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…rope around our necks. Mother started to cry and so did I. She told me how beautiful I was when I was born. She said when father saw me he began to cry, "My beautiful child". He was so overwhelmed and she told me how much she loved me. I take one last breath.....and there father was, next to me, smiling, I turned around and saw mother, my brother and sisters. My Butterfly Garden.