2 months ago, I finally made my life-long dream come true and went to Hiroshima. When I was younger, it was one of my biggest desire. Because first the reality of what had happened in Hiroshima was so painful and shameful and come to 100 percent realization what actually had happened in there is impossible unless you see it with your own eyes. Second, going to Japan where is so damn far away from my Country was something unimaginably unlikely.
In the end, I was there. My heart was aching and, could not help crying in the museum when I was reading especially Sadako’s story over again. I knew her story. I read the book but still, being in there, front of her photos, the paper cranes which she had been folded with her own hands hit me harder then ever. I tried to write her story myself however I was scared that my tears was going to break my computer. Do not get this as cheating. I am taking her short story and what happened with paper cranes from wiki. Please read it until the end and know that she was there, this is her story. Continue reading