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 * Nov 1, 1937**

Dear Diary, Who knew that your world could crush in one night?Last night, I witnessed something unbelievable. An image that can never be erased from my mind. It's like it's chipped into my brain. What will happen to our family? What about father and brother? After what happened last night, I feel like my whole life was a lie. I was always obidient. I followed the Ten Commandments, yet I feel like God is against me. If he truly loved me and my family, how could he do such an unbelievable thing? It makes me utterly mad and disgusted with him. After father went to serve in the army, all my sister and I prayed for was the safety of our family, but now, I feel as if I have no one or nothing to believe but myself and my family. It was a typical night for my mother and Ming Ming and me. We were eating dinner. It's was cold and small, but enough to keep us from starving. After we finished our meal, all three of us decided to sew. After all, time flies and in no time, it'll be winter. My mother, my sister and I were talking about our home. We were debating on the topic of whether or not we are safe here in our small home. Ironically, two soldiers came barging in. They were intimidating. The soldiers were tall, buff, and had huge beer bellies. They held several guns around their waists. I went numb. My mother grabbed Ming Ming, and I felt my mother grab me and jerk me behind her, spreading her arms out as if she was a human shield. It was horrifying. She hissed at us to run. I couldn’t. For that moment, my feet felt as it was glued to the ground. As is time stopped and I couldn’t feel anything or do anything. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Ming Ming crying. I looked back at my mother in disbelief, and she whispered, “Run Jing Wei, run.” I grabbed my sister by the arm and we scrambled to the back door. I looked back and my mother was being beat and raped. It was horrific. My sister and I were shocked. We saw the pleading, the beating, and the raping. We wanted so much to be able to hit them and save our mother, but nothing could be done, but to run.

With hopes, Jing Wei