Page 19 - Thorn In The Heart

Chinh Nguyên

At that time, Nguyen was different from the children, who
were living in the village and same his age. He loved the
wildflowers, always run after the butterflies on the paths, and
connected the yellow leaves to float on the surface of the autumn
ponds, where Nguyen was a pleasure to look at the leaves
twisting on the little wares by the light winds.

Also, Nguyen liked to be alone walking on the wide paddy
field in the early sunset to watch the groups of white herons on
the muddy, where they started to leave the field and fly back
their nets. He wondered to look at the green wares, which were
continued accumulating toward the horizon in the later sunset
colorful clouds, where there was the sound

of birds in the sky.

Few times Nguyen was afraid to die and hid in the brush at
later evenings by the accidence to look at the young girl with her
clothes torn off. She was struggling on the ground of the empty
paddy field, cries loudly for help, but nobody could help her out
of the dirty passion of the hell Foreign Legion soldiers, even
there were some farmers, who were still farming later to finish
their work and closed the scene.

Most farmers were afraid in painful their hearts, unfinished
their farm work in a hurry to slip away from the devil eyes after
they gave a quick hatred fire look at the squad French soldiers
place, where an unlucky girl was screaming and struggling
under a dozen of French soldier’s evil hands.

A squad of Foreign Legion soldiers took a turn in their
roared laughter of the evil passion pleasurable, and continued to
rape her until she died by their dirty passion with blood was all
over her low body.

After all, they were hurried in worry for the safety to move
back their base in Lim District about two or three miles from

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