The beginning of the end

" don't know how to start.. the last three days have been very chaotic.

Grandpa died on Tuesday morning, it was raining very heavily, as if it was crying on him.. the wind was blowing in the house with a nice breeze as the family was reading Quran on him. I came home from college, all wet, shaking, I didn't know what to do, but I did okay.

On Wednesday, our house was full of women who were paying us visits of condolences.. The men were in the mosque on the other side of Mosul.

It was 7:30 when we started hearing very loud explosions."
A Star from Mosul