What Lies Ahead

The explosions are closer, and my children are silent, staring wide-eyed out the window, watching people scrambling and screaming at the bombs up ahead. I would stay inside the comfort of my own home, but it is just as dangerous as the outside world. We have no choice; we must leave now.

“Children, come quickly.”

I take hold of Hannah and Erik’s hand and hurry down the steps, tripping and nearly falling taking my kids with me, but I steady myself and continue going.

The streets are crowded, and I don’t look back.

I stay focused on what lies ahead.

From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher