The most wonderful thing had just occurred!! My dad had just told us that we were going to travel to Spain on the 12th of July 2006 and from there, have a relaxing cruise through most of the Mediterranean…But we didn’t know what lay ahead of us…
On that very day, I woke up early in the morning with my family to travel to Spain a country we have never been to before. We planned to have a magnificent time there. We gathered our luggage and took them to the white taxi that was waiting in front of our building. My sister and I were sitting in the back and trying to stay awake by playing Game Boy games or listening to my pink I-pod.
We drove for 35 to 40 minutes, until we finally arrived to the to the airport. We thanked him and all of us rolled our luggage to the pavement. Suddenly, out of the blue, we heard this tremendously loud boom!! The ground shook and vibrated all around us!!! All I was able to see was the concrete pavement and a part of the road. The sound of the explosion was so loud that my eardrums nearly popped!! Once the shaking had finally ended, I looked at everyone and everything around me with a petrified and confused expression plastered on my face. We then saw an enormous dark black cloud arise from the runway of the airport. The cloud looked like a huge balloon of fury!! I thought that maybe some terrorists had bombed an airplane.
Unfortunately, I was wrong about that, it was something much worse… After the chaos that the bomb had caused, my dad went to check with some random people to find out what had happened. A 30 year-old guy had told him in Arabic, “ The Israelis are bombing the airport,” My dad came back with the news and we saw right next to the dark cloud of smoke was an airplane that was going to land and had to stop quicker than usual to avoid the crater. So it pulled out something that looked like a parachute to slow it down more rapidly.
I was worried about how much worse this was going to get throughout the summer. My dad, who wasn’t panicking – unlike my mom and I – told us hurriedly, “ Get back into the taxi!! We must leave immediately!!” I was completely ready to do that after this bloodcurdling experience. We got in the car and had to choose the safest roads to take, because my parents got the feeling that they might also bomb the roads at random times. As we left the airport, my sister and I looked back and saw that there were more bombs going off and saw so much smoke that the sky over looked black like a vast amount of ink scribbled tightly together on a paper done by someone who was furious. I still wasn’t relaxed at all and kept wondering what was going to happen later on.
I was so freaked out that all through the entire ride I had chills climbing up and down my spine even though my dad and the taxi driver kept reassuring me that everything was all right by saying, “ Mafishi, Karen. Matkhafi (There’s nothing, Karen. Don’t be scared) ”
Not too long after, we had arrived back home and rushed in to watch the news. That was when we realized a war was about to begin.
During this recent war, I realized that no amount of words could describe just how scary it can be and the only way you’ll find out is by going through it yourself. So you won’t understand how terrifying it is, even though your parents’ explain to you how they felt at some point in the civil war in Lebanon, like my parents did.
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