Hate and Love
I hated those people so much, hated them for what they’ve done, hated them so much it seeped straight into my blood and veins, so much that hate consumed me, inside and out. I had already in my head, a plan to kill them all, eliminate them from our country, make them disappear into thin air and never to be found again. But then, I never expected that to happen…… This is a tale of a girl, who saw both sides of man, how cruel and inhumane humans can be, and yet how one person could turn her life around. That girl is me.
I still remember that afternoon, when I was out in the fields, mummy chasing me as I rode on daddy’s back, asking him to run faster and faster. I loved playing catch with mum and dad, especially in the evenings, especially in the paddy field daddy owned right outside our wooden house. Mum was conceiving my baby brother, but it was in the early stages so she still could manage to play with me, and she could run really fast! I squealed and laughed as we headed back for the house, trying to outrun each other because the last one to enter would have to wash the dishes for the night. But then we heard noises coming from afar, it sounded like thunder rumbling on the roads, and blasts of gunshots were heard from a distance. Immediately daddy’s face turned pale like snow. Fear filled his eyes when he looked ahead. He didn’t expect them to come here, not here, not Malaysia, not our village. It was the Japanese! Daddy grabbed mummy and I and we ran for our lives. We couldn’t outrun them, the Japanese had trucks, guns, swords, and all those other high-technology stuff yet we had nothing, nothing but each other. The Japanese soldiers destroyed the village and burned everything, they rounded us all up in trucks and brought us to a place called Kluang – The Killing Field. When we got there I saw hundreds of other families and villagers all loaded in trucks just like we were, and ahead of us, a field full of blood and a stench that could only...