documentary

I saw a documenatry on tv earlier this evening. It was about Ceauşescu,, the former dicator of Romania. I don't know if any of you remember him or what happen to him but I do.
I was nine years old, being a strange child as I was, instead of playing with my sisters or brother I almost always watched the six o'clock news. This evening was no different from any other. I sat next to my dad and waited for the news to begin. Then they showed it; the picture of Ceauşescu, lying on the ground. He had been shot and his wife likewise but I don't remember it they showed her. They showed him anyways and it was something about the end of an era in Romania and a new political beginning. This was in 1989. The fall of the Berlin wall was still on everyones lips. East-and West Germany was now ONE. One by one the communist states around Europe lost it's power and everybody was optimistic about the future.
But that was not what I was going to say. Seeing this man lie on the ground scared the crap out of me, plz excuse my language. I was nine years old and was not at all prepared to see something that horrible on tv. I could not watch the news for a long time after that. And seing that documentary earlier this evening put me back 17years back in time for a second. I could still feel and remember what I felt then.