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God, as somebody that grew up in a largely jewish community, holocaust denial is like... so fucking weird.

Because I don’t remember a time in my life when I wasn’t terrified of swastika’s, including when I was so young that I didn’t even know what a swastika was.

Because it’s such a strangely specific feeling to be born in the wake of a tragedy so massive that you can still feel it’s reverberations and were born with a weird sense of survivors guilt that will shadow you forever

Because when we were younger and our parents refused to tell us exactly what the holocaust was, we would trade our grandparents horrific experiences like they were scary stories across the camp fire, repeating them over and over to ourselves and eachother so we could figure out what it all meant.

Because I’d see those books with grey photos of Auschtwitz prisoners on the cover and feel like they were looking straight fucking at me.

Because every single Yom HaShoah you’d hear grade school children get up and say “my grandmother was the only one left of her family” or “they barely got out before it started” or “they managed to hide in an attic for months on end” or “my great grandmother managed to jump off one of the trains with her daughter in her arms” or “my grandfather has numbers on his arms but he won’t talk about it” or “my great aunt was shot just before the liberation so she couldn’t get out,” like it was normal.

Because we were always taught to run if we were in a group of non-jews that started making nazi jokes, to laugh along and then take the fuck off to stay safe.

Because the question always lingered over our heads, “what if it happens again? what if it happens to us?”

.... and them some stupid fucking college age white trash dickhead stands up and says “it didn’t happen” or “it wasn’t that bad” and I just can’t... fathom that? Like how the fuck wasn’t this part of your life? How is this not etched into your bones?

And its because it’s not. Like people didn’t grow up with this shit, some people can afford to deny the holocaust and deny antisemitism because it won’t hurt them.

It’s just... fucking wild.

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“I love you.” He said beneath the obnoxious song of the crickets. His onyx irises stared up at the night sky, at the thousands of stars watching this one scene that would not be known to anyone else.

Just him, her, and the stars.

Madison felt her heart drop into the depths of Tartarus as the small smile that once graced her soft lips disappeared into the light fog that caressed the two of them. What did he just say?

He... He loved her?

She stared down at the grass they sat upon, glistening with the morning dew. The sun had not kissed this part of Earth just yet, but it was leaving the other side of the world quickly.

A part of the world she had yet to defend.

Ever since she had learned about this new Guardian stuff and all the secrets her so-called parents kept from her, life as an oblivious city girl seemed so perfect right now. Everyone was depending on her, all eyes were on her now.

Now Malory just had to come out of nowhere with a confession of love.

Madison spotted the large silvery wings that replaced the male’s arms since birth. They were so beautiful, slightly ruffled as Malory anxiously waited for her response. They reminded her of the first comet she had ever seen after leaving the city for the first time.

It brought back the memory of their first meeting.

What could she say? ‘Sorry, but I’m not interested.’? ‘There’s someone else.’? She felt no romantic love for the male before her, yet her mind was pleading for her to say something that wouldn’t hurt the both of them.

‘Think, Brain, THINK!’

The whole time they had known each other, Malory had been nothing but good to her. He had sacrificed so much for her, her safety, and her goal. To hurt him right here on this hill of daisies?

She’d be no better than the ones who nearly killed him.

“I love you too.” She lied.

It had slid past her lips do smoothly, so effortlessly, yet the pain behind it was unbearable.

She had lied to one of the only people supporting her in this war.

Malory smiled down at her, unknowing of the lie she had pierced his heart with. His gargantuan wings slowly held her in a hesitant, yet loving, embrace. Madison limply followed along, hearing his heartbeat as she stared at the two dark, identical scars beneath his chest.

This heart, beating so strongly for her... would soon be broken.

They stood there in each other’s hold, one happy beyond all knowledge, and one slowly dying in self-hate.

Just him, her, and the stars.

Writing Prompt #79

“ I love you.” He said

“I love you too” she lied.

“ yOu wAnt a PieCE of ME?” “YES!” *bites a bitch*

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