the independence day

My grandma said that the gloomy scene never dies I was so young so shy, the innocence still shining in my eyes when i got raped by an ugly , unknown man I don't remember anything, only my scream and the sky It was dark and the stars were fully bright As if they were the eyes of thousands spectators They keep watching me drown  I scream out for help but my scream sounds like a whisper A whisper in the ear of the dead night I have seen a ghost of a soldiers i don't know they are real or fake What i remember that i woke up from my nightmare Walking in the ground, searching for the legion i was scared I saw my nation flags fluttering in the sky It was the ceremony of the independence day This is what my grandma said.  Asma Gharbi