Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 238

The Sergeant went to the front of the crowd and with his booming voice ordered the Generals to let the families
reunite once more. The soldiers were posted so that it was impossible for anyone to escape, the chains were then
unlocked and the mothers ran to scoop up there shivering frightened children. Maya and Eleanor ran to each other like
their lives depended on it and they hugged. They hugged each other so hard they could barely breath. Eleanor buried
her face into her mother’s shoulder and cried. The two stood there in silence while tears of quiet relief ran down their
faces. In each other's arms, they were finally safe, for now.