14-03-2004, 02:33
An old man sat in a rocking chair by the fire in Munich Germany stareing off at absolutly nothing, nothing but the crackle of the fire was making noise. A teenager and a smaller boy entered the room
"grandfather, are you ok?" the older boy said
The Old man looked at the 2 boys and said
"im fine boys, why are you awake at 2Am, you should be sleeping"
"grandfather..what did you do in the war..." the older boy asked
The old man looked down at the floor, then at the boys faces
"time for bed...i will tell you some day, that day is not today"
The old man smiled and went to get up, the older boy then took his hand out from behind his back to reveal a SS dagger sitting in his open hand. The old man lowerd himself back in the chair and nodded his head
"Peater...ha..hand that here like a good boy"
"Grandfather...i asked you when i was little..you still never told me..."
"your father dosn't even know my boy...neither should you because i god damned well wish i didn't!"
The 2 boys lowered their heads, the younger one was very upset
"Hans..peater im sorry..where do you want me to start...."
Peater looked at his grandfather
"your tired grandfather,tell me tomorrow?"
"i will Peater..o yes and you and Hans are named after 2 of my commrades during the war..but you will learn about this tomorrow..good night"
The boys hugged their grandfather then went off to bed. He gripped the knife in his hand running his fingers over the Eagle emblem in the handle
"i hope they are ready....i really do.. or i'll hate myself for telling my story...
"grandfather, are you ok?" the older boy said
The Old man looked at the 2 boys and said
"im fine boys, why are you awake at 2Am, you should be sleeping"
"grandfather..what did you do in the war..." the older boy asked
The old man looked down at the floor, then at the boys faces
"time for bed...i will tell you some day, that day is not today"
The old man smiled and went to get up, the older boy then took his hand out from behind his back to reveal a SS dagger sitting in his open hand. The old man lowerd himself back in the chair and nodded his head
"Peater...ha..hand that here like a good boy"
"Grandfather...i asked you when i was little..you still never told me..."
"your father dosn't even know my boy...neither should you because i god damned well wish i didn't!"
The 2 boys lowered their heads, the younger one was very upset
"Hans..peater im sorry..where do you want me to start...."
Peater looked at his grandfather
"your tired grandfather,tell me tomorrow?"
"i will Peater..o yes and you and Hans are named after 2 of my commrades during the war..but you will learn about this tomorrow..good night"
The boys hugged their grandfather then went off to bed. He gripped the knife in his hand running his fingers over the Eagle emblem in the handle
"i hope they are ready....i really do.. or i'll hate myself for telling my story...