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"Throw the stone Marie" I heard close to my ear sitting beside Loch Ness.
Marie was a happy girl, she lived with her family, it was a traditional family.
Her parents worked hard to give her a good education.
Marie was a good student, always attentive to what the teacher was saying.
It was not necessary to study a lot, it was enough to listen to the teacher speak and she would internalize the whole subject.
It was the year 1947 and everything changed with an old radio that her father had in the workshop, the same when tuning in with a roar since the signal was weak heard the news.
"The government asks the population to prepare mainly for several weeks, water and food, the proximity of war is increasingly real, the invaders are preparing to fiercely enter the country."
Marie didn't know what she was going to do, but something inside her shivered as if a shiver was burning through her body and squeezing her heart.
Marie had a brother who had just joined the National Army recruit and she felt that something bad was going to happen soon.
"We have to keep calm, John will be strong, everything will go well if it is God's will," Marie's father said to his wife, who heard her behind the wooden door and tears began to roll down Marie's face. .
The sound of the bombings started the next night Marie was lying in her bed with her head hidden in the flannel sheets trying to muffle the sound of the explosions the photograph of her brother John was next to a candle and there prayers were said for him to make it out alive since that he had been deployed to the front.
The war lasted several days, those days passed into weeks and something devastated Marie and her family.
On a gray, rainy day, when Marie was at home, the sound of the doorbell made the alarm go off.
Through an opening onto Marie Street, he could see two men in uniform with lots of stars on their shoulders and a long cloak down to their feet.
Marie's parents quickly opened the door and her mother sat on the couch fearing the worst.
"Mr Smith we have the sad duty to communicate the death of his son John today in combat, he will forever be remembered as a hero who when trying to take out a wounded teammate a bullet hit him without being able to save him despite all the efforts of the medical teams .” said the commander of the fourth battle of mechanized infantry.
Marie clung to her father in tears, Marie's mother was screaming that her father tried to keep his posture steady but for a short time despite his strength he couldn't resist the feeling and tears quickly flooded her face.
A few days later, the funeral was held together with other fighters in the cemetery of fighters with shotgun fire and funeral honors.
Marie and her family were devastated, the coffin came down to earth singing the national anthem.
It was a rainy day after the funeral Marie left the house and went to Loch Ness where she used to play with John by throwing pebbles in the lake and having contests who sent the pebble the furthest.
The rain invaded her wet body suddenly the sun broke through a cloud Marie crestfallen with her chin tucked between her legs when she saw the glow she lifted her head looking at the rays of light and felt something warm touching her shoulder.
A voice invaded her head "Marie walk with me I'll be here with you your steps will be mine together side by side, nothing will separate us, throw the stone in the lake."
Marie with a smile threw the stone into the lake so hard she had never gotten this far and said.
"John let's walk together now I felt your presence your strength this time we cast this stone together and it will be for the rest of our lives."
