Family. What's a family? Well, it used to be where two parents and a kid lived together. Now? Well, I'm not so sure.
I've never met my parents. Not because they died or anything, but because once I was born, I was taken away. That's how it is. Only the rich kids can stay with their families. We have to train until we are old enough to be sent out into the war.
To me, a family is the people you share a room with. Whether you like them or not, you have to save them instead of another person. When I think of family, I don't think of something happy. I think of a mutual understanding.
Today I have come of age. This is the day I've been dreading for years. As I walk out onto the battlefield I see my family beside me. Today, we don't know who's going to survive. All we know is that we have each other.
This is the only family I know.
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A Bundle of Short Stories
Short StoryThis will have many short stories in it. Some of them will be dark and I will put up a warning. That's really all that needs to be said. If you have any feedback please tell me. Constructive criticism is always welcome because I really only want to...
