1 Chapter 1: Silence before the storm

I used to hear a lot of stories from people about what World War II was like but since I wasn't born physiologically then I can't know the full reality.

But there was a story left in my head that I heard a lot.

Not all the details are there, and whoever could tell me this is no longer alive, but wants to remember to write down what I remember and leave out the remaining gaps in my heart but then the story wouldn't make sense. So I have to fill the arc of the story out of my own little well head to make some sense of this story.

This, I hope, may be enough of a memory for those who survived the war even if I could not return home and were not so boxed that they could see their families again.

I thought a lot about where to start the story but I think I still have to start the pre-World War I parts.

To make everything clear later.

Chapter 1: Silence before the storm.

August 5, 1924 South I have a dear diary The time has come to say goodbye to my family and embark on the great journey that fate has in store for me. Since my family was able to support the front line with money in World War I, my sweet father didn't have to leave his soldier and his family if I remember a man well. With this act, a lot of people agreed with the government that whoever can support the war and help with production more than a soldier can stay with his family in exchange for a lot of money to support the military preparing for war, of course many had the opposite of hating my family as many other families who have done so as nobles but as they keep saying money is the real force. But the war is over and my family is still recovering the financial support so I have to work even harder but as my financial situation progresses we will not be able to give this support to my father for long as we have started to be deprived as my family's biggest financial investment is it was from farming i.e. we had money in winemaking but since the lands are soaked in gunpowder and blood they no longer produce such beautiful plants on it or they no longer produce any points like on 90% of our lands.

That's why my dad gave me a little of the rest of my money and sent it to another place where, in principle, I can capitalize on this knowledge so I can still know what to do with my life.

Although I don't even know what the hell it makes sense to travel across an entire country but since it commanded me to do so I have to do it.

Since my family doesn't have it yet, it wasn't very hard to tell my dad that I'm going since my other 2 brothers were already family members so I was left the youngest to go. I'm 19 I don't know how much I'm going to stop my place in another country but since I have to go I'm going. I hope to hear more about my family and still see them someday.

I will miss the fact that I quarrel with my father that I don't want what he and I will miss my sweet mother's kind words to stop the quarrel is not worth as much as the thing of a family we are loving each other.

My father was a very karakan man with short black hair and a perky little mustache that he carefully stretched out every morning before standing in front of us.

He always wore a suit except when it was time to go to the lands because then there was no way to put on the worker's clothes which consisted of nothing more than a velvet trousers that could not be said to be torn jeans and a black t-shirt also torn. In the winter, this set was transformed to such an extent that he always picked up the Jager underwear, which I also liked very much under his pants, and even pulled on what I think was a sweater made by the ancient Greeks, which was a very simple red sweater and always put on a blue jacket.My sweet mother was a strong woman because she could bear the terrible nature of my father as she was always involved in everything she could and was not the way she thought but my mother always handled this very well.

But this love that was among them was a very good example for me that people would die without social beings and love, even rude people like my sweet father.

It was weird to see my father and mother next to each other since my father was almost 2 feet tall and my mother was only around 160cm if he could be hit I would say a lot.

We had a pretty strong family, both financially and influentially, because we were the ones who took the wine to almost the whole German country, so a lot of people turned up with us, let's say the place was on the side of the hill where we lived near a whole mountain.

We have nearly 6,000 acres of land next to each other, of which 3,500 are red 2,500 white capital. Every spring when the flowers open you ain the small village next to us which was about 15 minutes away by car which is pulled by 2 paripa provided the colorful sight this should be taken literally as the village was covered by a flowery meadow at the foot of the mountain and he would have tried to wash it out and the colors would have stuck on the canvas. I didn't have any little reality in the flowers they always opened elsewhere every year and they opened in different colors I never understand but I really like to go out there and relax a bit on the flowery meadow. I'm sorry I thought it was time to leave, it will be 1 week by the time I get there by train, the new place is waiting ..... Hungarian country.

The train ride didn't go as smoothly as I thought when I boarded I would have told you in front of me that my little suitcase stayed at home with my favorite top and my pants in it and since I had my favorite things in it so I stored the train tickets and the accompanying papers there e.g. identity card and travel letter.

So I had to run home because as our horse-drawn carriage stopped, one of the rear wheels turned. And since I miss the right wheel, I can't go home with it and maybe even run a good time with it.

So I set off running what I was running, I was able to go faster now than I think a steamer that I've heard so much about can be a good invention.

When I reached the halfway point I met one of the kind lords who used to take a bigger amount of wine from us and as I see it he likes to drink it at the same time as he did not come in front of me but was lying on the road about 2-3 meters from his bike. I will not dismiss the poor as he is in enough trouble because he went to war and by the time his family got home he no longer lived where they had lived together so far he had 2 children and a wife. By the time he went home he saw that no one was home so he went in with his mouth key and the next day when he saw his neighbor he went there to offer his condolences and tell him that the man had been caught and convicted but the man tried to escape when he was taken to prison so he was shot dead .

While the man went to war, a stranger broke in and raped his daughters, who had not even reached the age of 14, and his wife would be doomed with cold blood to all of them.

As the man found out since then I don't think I've seen him sober except every year on the 3 days when the funeral was.

So he's the man no one is in shock to look at since we know that such a trauma no one could process normally.

So since I saw that he didn't need his bike for a while now, I dropped it and headed home with it when I got home I found the suitcase and rolled it back so far that by the time I got there the chain was almost an eye longer than it was.

The sound of the train was already heard when I reached the train station but I still couldn't see it because it covered about 3-4 trees. after going and we won't get back the price of the train tickets and they weren't cheap so I had to get there.

As I approached, leaving the sound of the train almost below, my father overreacted to wait another 1 minute for my son to come.

Just how I got there, but let's say my family believed in me so much that they had already put my stuff on the train because they knew I was coming but it's a bit like they want to let go as soon as possible as if I bothered them. Nah anyway I reached this point. Let's say when I was already suffocating myself and I could notice that the train had already started and we had about to leave my village for 3-4 km then I came up with a very important thing. I was in such a hurry to forget to say goodbye to my family and I may not be able to see them again for nearly 1-2 years. As it confronted me I began to cry terribly what a boy I am I am an ungrateful man a fool in a shame.

But I couldn't get down to go back, thank you. I can't call them because I don't even have a phone and I don't know what their number is and can I call another country?

The journey was unheard of and I had to cross in vain, it was very hard to run with 3-4 suitcases at a time 5 tracks away because the other train you got on had already started.

Let's just say the end was interesting for me too but I know my dad would have made sure I was spoiling something.

When I arrived in Hungary and crossed east, I saw that the train started again, when I ran on it, I looked at that the wilderness is not much different here, and the wilderness is almost the same as the trees. While I was looking, the guide came there and asked for my ticket when I showed him then he told me I was on the wrong train. I told him it couldn't be because they said he was starting from track 4 and I got there too I couldn't even get off bad on the train. Then he told me something I didn't expect was on the left side of the track was my train I got on the right side which started completely the other way.

I asked, how can I get to Buda Pest then?

The answer is that if I land in Nyíregyháza, it will depart from there in 3 days. It seemed a bit much to me but I accepted and my next question was when even this city is coming?

The answer was even more surprising than anyone could have expected.

This was that. I sat there puzzled what now?

He told me to get off in Újfehértó and then from there in 1 day the train will go back with it going back or walking 15-20 km max the distance if I have poppies I can still find a car that goes right there.

But he said this is unlikely because there was a fair yesterday and outside of that people don't go there very much.

So I accepted my future and landed. I have to live here next to the tracks for a day.

When I landed there was a thought in me Nah now what do you start my little Venter ??