Chapter 10

As soon as I came out of the huge, giant wall surrounding the prison buildings, I found a car parked on the opposite road, and next to it stood a man I knew immediately was my good friend Saif... I walked very slowly, lest I wake up from what I thought was just a dream... A dream of freedom ...I look at the sky, and I see the rising sun sending me its warm greetings and longings, and I see the birds swimming freely in the arena of the universe ... without restrictions or barriers ... and I turn to the right and left, and the breezes of fresh air surround me ... instead of the breath of prisoners. Mixed with cigarette smoke... I will not go on describing my feelings at that time, as I am unable to photograph... Me and my friend Saif gave a very warm hug and I don't know why my tears didn't melt at that time! Is it because I have run out of it in the past years?? Or because I was in disbelief?? Or is it because I lost my feelings and my heart became petrified and my feelings dulled...?? "Praise be to God for your safe exit, dear," said Seif, embracing me amidst a sea of ​​tears... staring closely at my strange facial expressions, my frozen eyes, and my nose as well! I said, "Except for a simple broken nose!" And we laughed! I said: “Your father did it?” He smiled and said playfully: “My father and me! How much do you owe me??” We got into the car and the return journey began... The long seat was leathery, burnt by the sun, and as soon as I sat on it, its heat ran through my body and a life that was dead moved in it... The whole time, I was just watching things move around me... The road. .. the street... the trees... everything moves... after I spent 8 years of stagnation and stillness and death... 8 years of my life were lost in vain... who guarantees that I will live for another eight years... or more or less ?? I was amazed when I saw the effects of war and destruction... The country was being destroyed... The road was hard and the streets were destroyed, and we had to cross areas without streets, and Seif came with a car suitable to walk over the sand. Every now and then I look at the clock of the car, and I don't know about the rest of the things around me, I don't feel it moving... I'm very longing to see my family... my house... my city... and very eager for my little Raghad ! Oh Raghad! Here I am back... Am I dreaming?? The sun had asked permission to leave on a promise to come in the morning, the moment I opened my eyes to a voice calling for me... "We arrived! Get up, my dear." Attached to my clothes and to the seat... However, I did not feel any discomfort while sleeping... "We arrived! Where?" Around me... Saif said: "It's my home, Walid." I stared at Saif for a while, then said: "Take me to my house, please!" You will stay with me until we find a way for them.” I spent that night, the first night of freedom, in the house of Al-Aziz Seif. Can you imagine how I felt when I put the dinner plates in front of me?? Cooks I haven't tasted in eight years, I felt ashamed as I greedily eat while Seif watches me and smiles! "I'm sorry! I'm very hungry!" I said while lowering my eyes in embarrassment, but Seif laughed and said, "Come on man, eat as much as you want and ask for more! Good luck!" I looked up at him and said: "If only You know how my food was there...!!" Saif shook his head and said, "Forget that... It was a nightmare and it's over, thank God." Is it really over...?? Although it was a soft, spacious, clean and fragrant bed, I could not sleep well that night... How can I close an eye while I am busy thinking... about my family... And after the dawn prayer, and when the sun came back fulfilling its promise, And I was assured that she was honest and would appear to brighten my life every day. I opened the window to let its rays seep into the room and embrace my body after a long separation... I saw many disturbing things in my sleep... I heard Nadim's voice calling me... "Get up, Walid, It was your turn.” The soldiers were standing at the prison door looking at me… I didn’t want to get up… I shook my head in protest, but Nadim kept calling me. I woke up, and I opened my eyes to look at him, and see the ceiling and the cracks that fill it, and tens of insects are stored inside. ...but I saw a clean, ornate ceiling...a view I was not used to seeing...I got up quickly and looked around..."Walid! Did I scare you! I'm sorry!" My friend Saif was standing next to me... Conscious, semi-dreamer: “Are you Saif? Or Nadim? Am I in prison? Or…” Saif reached out and took my hand sympathetically and said: “Dear… you are in my house here, don’t worry…” I was afraid it would be a dream and it would end, I moved my other hand until I closed Saif's hand with both of them, and said: "Saif! Is it real? Please don't make me wake up all of a sudden and find out it's just a dream! Did I really get out of prison?? "Just now, the tears that were trapped in the well of my eyes erupted. After that, I insisted on going to the house even though I knew that no one lived there anymore, and the closer we got on our way to reach, the faster my heart beat until we arrived and almost stopped! I went towards the door and I made the bell ring, and Saif looked at me sadly, but no one opened it... I remembered those days, when Raghad and Dana were racing and quarreling to open the door! , but I was in an uncontrollable longing to enter my house... I looked around, then came to the fence, and was about to climb it!" Walid! What do you do !? I answered as I jumped trying to reach with my hand to the top of the fence: “I will open the door, wait for me.” And after I jumped inside, I opened the door, and Saif entered… “But it was no use! How will you get inside? Of course the doors and windows will all be closed and locked from the inside, but I can manage!" I said, "You'll see.

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