Sunday, February 20, 2011

Radio Cb President Jimmy

La llave de Sarah


awoke with a start, drenched in sweat and unable to breathe. He fixed his eyes on the ceiling of the room trying to erase the images of his mind, the nightmares were gone and with them sleepless nights.
look at the clock on the bedside table and found that it had by the sun rose I knew his light did not help to blur the memories, those who carried him over and over again until the summer of 42 .
many years ago could not contain his feelings in that dark room where he had his mind locked. Retained behind the barricade of duty and the fulfillment of orders.
was not sure which was the trigger. What key opened the lock on those dusty rooms of his memory.
At first came the smell began to notice a slight smell of overcrowding in their clothes, thinking it would fade washed but not got it. The smell permeated so what is learned to live with and l.
Later came thirst, dry throat felt constantly, drank gallons of water but failed to satisfy it, it was as if the liquid is evaporated by contact with his lips and swallowed, there is not ever.
C ONSULTATION doctors and specialists but they found no wrong in his body, was healthy, everything was a product of his mind.
permeated awoke one night sweat and dry mouth, your throat is dry which is never closed and I could not breathe. It was then when he saw them, saw those frightened eyes recorded in the retina of his soul. A shiver ran through his body while his mind penetrated unstoppable in that chamber closed for so long.
Since then his days were filled with memories, those who remained imprisoned so many years in a desperate attempt to erode with forgetting. He failed and returned that night after night Winter Velodrome and the raid, as French gendarme, made that morning.
When woke, as now, kept hearing the cries, feel the fear, relishing the uncertainty of those thousands of Jews to which custody for the five darkest days of the history of his country.
With the guilt and remorse attached to his intestines and again asked if the girl who begged him to take a key screams would have survived, but sadly not always thought to survive is a prize sometimes becomes a conviction.
Story inspired by the movie The key to Sarah directed by Gilles Paquet-Brenner and based on a bestseller by Tatiana Rosnay
is the first time that a movie takes me to a book

Eah! be bad it's more fun

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