Crossing the Line of Life and Death
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"The Japanese are killing people!" "The Japanese are killing people!" I was still sleeping in bed having a sweet dream when the shouts broke through the door from outside the house. In recent days, God has been throwing a tantrum, and the rain has been crying continuously, so the shouts coming in are also wet. I couldn't hear clearly what they were shouting, but the urgency in their voices drove away all my sleepiness. When I got up, I saw my parents and sister standing at the door, staring blankly towards the village. I asked loudly: "What are they shouting?" My sister turned around and looked at me: "They say the Japanese are killing people." My sister's name is Duan Gonghui, nine years old. Her face was full of smoothness and magnanimity, as if she was telling a distant story. With a bang, my heart exploded. Looking up towards the village, I found that the roads were crowded with people running frantically towards the mountains.
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