Doorway To History

This is based on a true story, so not every words would be true. It contain gore, and others event which some people had experience difficult times before.

Richard was the type of guy, who hadn’t heard history. Don’t asked how he past his freshman year.

He live in a cabin, whom it had belong to his grandma. She died, yesterday protesting for her rights with others women, or at least that what the news said. He wipes his tears away, and head back to home. There he has discovered a path that led him and it have gave his curiously away.

He head in without hesitation, and the whole room was dark.

Luckily, he brought his flashlight, but there was no need. The room show a white path which lead to a door. He open the door, and there he saw.

Women working in a factories, the building was tall, and he assumed it had 10th floors.

He head toward the gate, even tho it locked. He turn back, and there was fire burning in the building, he tried jumping to the gates, but he couldn’t even touch it, he went through it. Grabbing the bucket of water, it went through his hand. Knowing he could do nothing, he looked up. Women was jumping down the building, scared and hoping they survived. Blood shatter once they reach the bottom.

Piles of women was stacking up. Richard didn’t smile, he didn’t moved, he couldn’t even prevent it from happening. He put his hands over his mouth. The women stood by the gates screaming and yelling cries for help. Others women went through the roofs, and had a helped from a supervisor.

Richard, couldn’t bare he look, he head back in the door, and it led him somewhere else.

He witness it something else.

It had took him, there was a crowd around, a women jump down, the horse ran over her. The woman’s name was Emily Davidson, and it said on the banner, Vote For Women. Richard realized, it was strong movement for women. But death, wasn’t his favorite to watch. He head back to the door, but it only took him somewhere’s else.

“Get me out of here, you stupid door.” He ranged and punch it with his fists. But the door, didn’t move, nor was it broken in pieces. Richard realizing he was stuck here, decide to took a deep breath, and wait till it let go of him. He still have hope that the door will be letting him free soon.

There was a black woman arrested on the bus, she was the height of a teenage’s age. She was taken to court, once she got in the police car. As Richard watch, she was demand guilty for fighting her rights. She was taken to adult jail, later in the moment. She spend some hours in there, later on her pastor and mom bail her out. “Claudette Colvin, are you okay?!” She didn’t respond, but hug her mother for comfort.

She fought for her rights.

Richard decide to leave and open the door, then it all fades to dark. The door was still there, and there were lights. Richard realized, it a break for food and drink. He grab his water bottle and drank couples of chunk.

He wasn’t ready for another history’s time. He open the door, but it wouldn’t move. The mystery door hand him, a food. He smelled it, and he knew it wasn’t poison. He ate it and crumbs fill off the floor, but it wash away.

Finally, the door led him in.

Smokes filled out the factories, and the children cough. Children lost a leg, or an arm in there. Richard was devastated by this situation. But the children kept continuing working, just to get pay less. It economies were already worst, as these little children were force to work for long hours. “I want to sleep.” Complain the little children, as they works.

Richard couldn’t bear to see it anymore. Finally the door open and the past lead down to more.

Richard wonder if he will ever be free from going back in the past. He need to be in the present, seeing these traumatic events, could seriously give him trauma.

He looked around the room, it was more in the present, but still stuck in the past.

Dizzy, with all the time traveling he took a break by the tree. People were walking on the street, but this time they wear uniforms, as they march around. “Hurry, come this way. So they don’t see us.” Assumedly it isn’t him. She had to tap on his shoulders. “Come with me.” Confusing, but no question asked. He went.

Once hidden safely for a while. “You were a Jew, right?”

“Yes, You can see me?” Richard asked, still confused. “Yes, quiet down otherwise we might get caught.” She whispered.

“You seem calm.”

“That because I believe God would protect us. Hopefully He end this soon. She replied.

“Quiet down, while I try to find other survivors.” She requested. “Wait isn’t it too dangerous?” “Shush, if they find us both we’re going to a camp, and we aren’t going like it.” She put her hand over his mouth.

Richard shut his mouth. He remember this story, before, but from what. Has his mother told him? Or was it his teacher. Dang it. Now, he had to fight for his life. Hours passed by. The woman hadn’t arrived. Worried, she might been caught. He couldn’t scream for help, it was too dangerous.

He took a deep breath, he can’t sleep, not yet till she arrived. Worried, a gentle knock. He couldn’t trust it. The door open.

“Relax, it me.” She said quietly. “I found 2 others survivors in the hidden in the street.”

Don’t make a sound. She signal. The three of them step in gently, trying their hardest to make noise. She told them to relax, and took a deep breath. As they’ll fight for their survival.

She handed the codes calls as she written down.

Nassi=Nazi. Yayleh v’yavo!=He is coming!” There were couples of more she wrote, to keep them from hidden for temporary minutes

These codes, were used to prevent them from finding them. Hidden, in days and nights. The food was going be gone, sooner or later. But they can’t risk getting caught, but was one was willing to take the risk. She rather be caught then all the 4 of them be caught.

Richard wondered, if he could ever get out of this mess. So this is how he had to experience this harden environment. Night has passed, and he heard noises. Nazi came in, but he disappear back to the door.

Frighten, and shocked. He knew they been caught. They were probably caught, got in a camp. He didn’t want to know what happen. He needed a break, away. From time traveling.

He experience, but it had happen to them. The Jews had gone through difficult times. He was sure others had experience it, before.

He needed home, he knock on the door, three times. Finally it brought him to the path.

He walk toward the path to home, once he had calm down.

He open the tv and it shows the truth, she didn’t died for her rights, she died for what was right to her.

He closed, it and wonder to himself, maybe he should told his roommates about it. They probably wouldn’t believe him, it happens, but it would be a history.