Terror
The little boy was playing happily.
He heard "terror" from the radio for the first time.
The word was strange to him
And that inauspicious evening
The word combined with his whole childhood.
A bullet ripped through his mother's heart
And the bitter meaning of "terror"
Stole the sweetness from his life.
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Fatemeh Ahmadi Shad (Yas), Iran
— I was born in June 2000 in Tehran, Iran. I am a student and love writing as a way to communicate my emotions. My pseudonym is 'Yas'.
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