Chapter One
The victory plane brought sun with itself. But where- ever do I look- left, right or straight ahead I see only dark clowds. And this place just started to feel like home. In no time this place will be destroyed and I have no idea whether will I disappear with my home or not. I wish that I could do something. Anything at all.
Now I know what is my calling. I am going to war. I am going to fight for my home. What- ever it takes. There is a chance that I might die but I don't care. At least I will do something. I would not sit in my house like some other girls. Waiting, waiting until the death comes upon themselves while they sit in a corner and knit.
My mother will never let me do something like going to war. So I just have to run, run away. Maybe I can find some satisfaction in helping my mates. My country. My people. At least I will do something.
I packed my bags. I took everything that I had with me. I left mom a letter. I really don't want her to worry but I have to go before she can stop me. I will miss her. I will miss everything and everyone from here. The smell of the flowers, the slight wind, homemade cookies- everything. But I know, that its right to leave it. For the good of all of us.
I climbed out of the window, as quietly as possible. I turned my back to my home. I'll be lucky, if I am ever going to see it again.
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