Short Story: A Real War
The following story is not a true one, it is based on true facts, a real war, and the same type of issue that happened in such war. You are Hans Pellston, a boy of only eighteen in August 17th, 1939, born in Nuremberg, Germany. So your story begins, on the south side of your home town.
Walking along the river Rhine wasn't so glorious at times, though it always seemed to give a certain solidarity that nowhere else seemed to give me. The water did not flow loudly nor did it seem still, the water moved but was calm, just as I was. Never could I give up the idea of finding a more peaceful environment beyond this one, though I did enjoy my time in this place, I sadly always found a flaw. A bird chirping there, an individual over there. Always
Walking along the river Rhine wasn't so glorious at times, though it always seemed to give a certain solidarity that nowhere else seemed to give me. The water did not flow loudly nor did it seem still, the water moved but was calm, just as I was. Never could I give up the idea of finding a more peaceful environment beyond this one, though I did enjoy my time in this place, I sadly always found a flaw. A bird chirping there, an individual over there. Always