Prison ward, I am still a man - I have a heart. I could not let this innocent boy suffer. David could not stay in this camp with criminals; I, Alexei Vladimir had lost my parents at a young age. How, I say how, can we deprive this boy of his rights. Interrogate me all you want; I will not tell you where the boy is. I could not forgive myself. I knew him ever since he was a baby. He had the most strange eyes; they were like grey clouds, ready to rain all the sadness in his heart out. David was always hanging out with Johannes, and when he died, so did a bit of David. It was crystal clear what I had to do. The boy had to escape that night so while the other gvardiya were half asleep I talked to the boy and told him, under a tree there's a thicket with a..a..a water bottle that's it; a water bottle. I told him to go south to Salonica then take a boat to Italy then go north to Denmark and that was all. The boy was unaware how normal people act, what would you have done. You do nothing, you sit up in your tower, think your the best well you... you're an ideat. You better hope that the God of the skies has mercy on you. If it was my way you’d burn in hell! …show more content…
if I could do it again, I would. Thank God nobody shot him when he escaped. I remember looking out into the wind, seeing the light scan around. Warden, I realise he was in danger of getting shot well. At least he would go to heaven. His legs were moving faster than anything I have ever seen before. I could see the search light coming closer as the clock ticked on. David's chances thinned, and my heart was beating so slow. I felt as if it had come to a complete stop. As the light was about to hit him, he was out of sight and on his way to the