Soulmates never die.

I awoke in a daze. I was in a small, damp room, with the only sunlight flickering from a small barred up window.1

I looked around at the dirty floor, there was small amount of soil and rocks scatted around and a few large chains on the wall and on the floor. I turned my head up, to look at the walls, they held small carvings, and strange writing that only heightened my freight. Then I saw  a dark figure wearing a tattered dress and hanging from the roof, from were I was sanding I couldn’t make out her face, so slowly I  approached, however I was in no way ready…it was Addie my sister,  the noose tight around her neck.2

Suddenly I fell on the ground and burst into tears.3

It seemed like hours passed, as I just sat in the corner, tears continued to fall down my face.  I was no longer in that same state of shock and grieving, it was that fear that overwhelmed me now, locked in that small dark room, alone with the corpse of my little sister, was I destined to die now, and what of mother and of father?4

I tried to clear my mind, to think clearly. It was hard though, I hadn’t eaten in so long, and the hunger felt like it was burning a hole inside of me. Yet I couldn’t just presume I was going to die.5

So I lifted myself up, and peered out of that one little window.  6

I didn’t recognize my surroundings nor the dozen or so military men in them, however their language I did. It was German. 7

And at that moment, a large iron door that I never gave notice to slammed open and another five people were pushed into my confines.8

A man, whom I took to be a guard, mumbled something to another, it was about Addie.9

I never passed German at school, but I could make out some of the words being said even through they’re thick accents. Gosh, they said they didn’t do it, they didn’t hang her!! 10

One of the guards cut the rope, and I watched her limp, dead body fall to the ground. I couldn’t help myself; I rushed over and held her in my arms. I heard the guards yell ‘HEIL HITLER’ and chuckle as the iron door banged shut, but  I dare not look away from the face of my baby sister ,her eyes once so radiant and full of life now dead, now empty, now nothing.11

I looked up to find those five people who were pushed into the room only moments ago, sitting against walls, struggling to breathe.12

I could see in there eyes, as I could feel it in my own, the same fear that consumed me at that moment, devoured them a swell.13

They were not old, most only a few years older then me. I suspected the oldest women to have been around 19, she was the one that struck me, she had long black hair, with a few mild waves, and bright green eyes that were lacquered in miles of dark make-up. She was wearing a white dress, with hook and eye clips along the front of the bodest.It frayed when it got to about knee length and the sleeves were made from sheer worn lace. There were splotches of blood on the front of the dress, and several lacerations on her pale skin.14

I approached the woman, and not knowing what to say in such a situation, acctually I still didn’t know what was happening, and what the situation was, I commented on her eyebrow piercing. I saw her eye, swelling with a tear.15

'Oh' I quickly said. 'Im sorry, I didn’t mean to offend.'16

'No, its quiet alright.Im amber.' her voice was almost angelic.17

'Do you know who that is?' She said in a bewildered voice, pointing at Addie.18

'Yes, its addie,was addie.My sister.And im Amy.' I held back tears, and almost choked on my words.19

Suddenly this woman embraced me, this one day had felt so long, and this new woman brought a feeling of love and warmth, I closed my eyes and in her arms I felt safe again.20

She whispered in the softest voice 'Dry your eye, soulmates never die.'21

But that feeling didn’t last, when I opened my eyes, I saw more people being brought into the small chamber, some of the larger ones were being chained.22

'Do you know what happening?' I whispered into her ear23

'we've been captured, by the Germans. The older generation, 25 and up are kept over there' she said as she pointed west.24

'But why, everyone loves Australia?’ I said, in a most alarmed voice.25

' Exactly.' she sighed. 'I guess they're jealous, I don’t know anything, except im scared to death.'26

I looked into her eyes and at that moment, her soul beckoned to me. And I kissed her. It was amazing so full of passion, love, fear and lust all at once. I never thought I would be one to feel such emotions in such a short time, especialy for a girl, but I did.27

The days wore on, long and grueling. We were never fed, and you watched the weight rapidly disappear from the individuals.28

There were the rebellious few as you would expect, and they were beat and taken and hung, and we watched it all, with bleeding eyes.29

The pain of hunger was agonising, and memories of careless days spent at school with all the girls were painful, but I always had amber, I had her to care to listen to comfort me, and to love. I don’t know why the officials allowed us to stay in the same confinement,peole were always being moved to lower chances of rebellion I guess. 30

Although in the middle of a war and in what we took to be a concentration camp, the short lived love me and amber did share flourished.31

Despite her obvious gorgeous appearance she was a wonderful being, so full of life and love and so smart, if only the Germans knew what our country had to offer.32

Less then two weeks passed from our very first intimate encounter when I started to notice the love in ambers eyes fading, I no longer felt the passion in her caress as her arms became so thin and her body so lifeless became more and more aware that our time together would be limited but I had no inkling of what to do.33

Our chamber began to smell more and more of the decay of rotting bodies, the guards hadn’t been in to clean them out in more then a week, with every breath I took, and I almost choked on the air.34

Amber, I and small boy of about 10 whose name I don’t know, where the only three out of more then 25 dead and or  alive prisoners that weren’t chained in that room, and I don’t know why. 35

I often wondered what amber thought of me and our war-driven relationship.Im sure anyone would question a relationship between two females one of 16 and one of 19, but somehow I felt true love in amber and I believe she did in me. We were all each other had to live for, and all we had to die for.36

I awoke one morning, to the sound of heavy rain, amber always loved the rain. The way it smelt brought her soul to life, so she always said.37

My head was on her chest, and her arm was around my body, but I suddenly realised how cold her arm was, and how her heart was not beating. I jumped up scared to death that the only person I had to live for had abandoned me. I looked at her face, straight into those eyes that had brought my heart to life, they were cold and grey with deaths embrace. I felt my hands began to shake, and my heart sink deep into my chest. The tears that amber so neatly dried, now began to flow once again. The rain must have stopped because at that moment the sun shone down through that one window onto ambers chest, and in the light glittered ambers cherished anarchy pendent on her black leather necklace. The pain I felt at that moment was just too overwhelming. I tore the pendent right off my loves stone cold body, the edges of the pendant were so sharp, so enticing to such a young broken hearted being as I.38

I took the edge of monument that showed ambers devotion to anti-governmental reign, and dragged it across my neck, to my amazement the pain was miniscule to that of feeling this alone.39

I felt myself slipping in and out of consciousness, and I a collapsed into the arms of my forever sleeping beauty I chuckled to myself 'Dry your eye,soulmates never die.'40