Originally Posted by
Samael
When I was a kid, I remember me going with school (kindergarten, I think its called preschool) on a trip in nature.. First night we heard some shots and we got scared.. Our teacher told us that it was bears singing and playing and that sometimes they get loud.. Truth was, which I found out years after was that it was a war time and soldiers fighting were very close, no one had idea that it would be that close.. Next day we returned home.. Its very intense to think of it now.. Next day we returned home...
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Year later, it was July, our kindergarten teacher told us that we should go to basement and sing songs so we would call Santa Clause.. Years after I found out that we were actually hidden for possible bombing air strike
Few years after that, I was with my mom visiting some family which lived near seaside at the time.. We were also very close to war zone, but this time I WAS TOLD THIS.. I think those were worst few days of my life, but don't get me wrong I was raised during all sort of wars and political turmoils, not having them is actually a strange feeling, but being at the very spot was very different..
So, I sometime overcompensate with comedy and jokes, but in fact I'm extremely serious person and I hate holidays, because every holiday reminds me of something bad happening, someone being killed some were, stories I was told...
I know, so emo rite ?