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Revenge of the Grandducchess

In the early hours of July 17 1918, the leader of the secret police knocked on our doors and told us to dress up then go to the basement. “ Another family portrait” My sister Tatiana said. I knew something wrong was about to happen but Papa was hopeful and ecstatic. “ We are going to be rescued. Our supporters and loyalists are on their way!” He said with a glimmer of relief on his tired and broken face. At the basement, one of the guards held a piece of paper and he read it loud in front of us. None of us saw it coming.. It was an order from the Bolsheviks sentencing us, the Romanov Imperial Family to death by execution at that same moment. Then there were gunshots everywhere... We were being murdered right then and there. More gunshots followed until the loud screams were no more.. And silence followed Their Majesties Tsar Nicholas ll and Tsarina Alexandra Feodorovna, Emperor and Empress of all Russia, died in an instant. They were my Papa and Mama. My sisters, the 3 Grandducchess’ Olga, Tatiana and Anastasia were wounded but still breathing.. And Alexei.. the Tsarevich, heir to the throne, my brother, the future head of the Romanov Dynasty that ruled Russia for almost 500 years.. Long live the Romanovs!

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Burned alive!

" Time to move now" Ivan said. We will be the first train in the morning leaving a country that was once my kingdom.

The weather was gloomy, the feeling of utter silence was terrifying. The news of our deaths, the death of the Tsar, Tsarina, the 4 Grand duchesses and the Tsarevich echoed on the streets as the people murmured in shock.

"The Tsar and his family are dead! No more Tsar! One man shouted.

" Burn in hell with the Romanovs!" another man screamed.

There were people celebrating, dancing, mocking me my family even in our graves.

There was so much hate and disgust..

An old lady tears in her eyes clutching a crucifix said a prayer for the poor Romanov children. " Those children were innocent. Lord, please dont punish the children for the sins of their father"she cried.

I felt dizzy and felt like I was going to faint. My family was slaughtered and burned like animals.. lower than animals if I may correct and the people were rejoicing right in front of my face..

Ivan pulled me close to his body and held my hand and whispered" Please dont listen to them. They do not know what they're saying."

I noticed that he had also tears in his eyes.. Sweet Ivan.. My dear Ivan.. He could have allowed me to die and moved on in his life with the authority, power and pride associated with being a member of the Red guard.. but he chose to risk it all for a doomed girl who no longer exist..