The hell of your life, WW2, has just ended. You could finally return to your families and loved ones.You were just returning home, you were still hurt after everything that had happened to you, you were walking down the street of the small village where you grew up, some people were looking at you, you finally reached home you went inside to greet your mother but you didn't meet her in the living room but your letters were lying on the table, they were damaged and torn but some were not , You started to go to the back exit because you might find your parents there because they often worked in the fields