It all started with my mother waking me up
from my sleep at 6 o’clock in the morning. I realized a great vibration in the
air and couldn't hear what my mother was trying to tell me. She gave up trying
to talk over the loud noise, gestured to me furiously to come over to the
bedroom window, and pointed towards the sky. Still feeling drowsy, I threw off
the blankets to the side and dragged myself in slow steps by her side. As I
stood beside my mother, I gazed in the general direction that she kept on
emphasizing with abnormal behavior. I didn't understand what she was so
paranoid about until I had a look myself. For a moment I watched with disbelief
and awe, few seconds later I faced my mother with terror. There were rows and
rows of unfamiliar planes, not normally seen to occupy the skies, heading deep
into the mainland; all of which, wore a foreign flag on the flanks.
Just as I was fumbling for my clothes, I
experienced the first bombing of my life. It was unlike any other explosions; more
intense and thrilling than bombs from any war movie. Even though there are no
more movies being produced these days, not since 80 years ago, it resulted from
policies made by the government. They said that they were going to spend more money
for improvement on military and their equipment. This had also meant that no
money was used for entertainment or on any other subjects that doesn't involve
with improving the government.
I decided to meet up with as much people as
I could, I gave calls to many, and told them to bring whatever they could and
to bring along their family members that live with them as well. The meeting
area was at the school that all my friends attended. After a couple a minutes
passed the meeting time, familiar faces started to appear. I felt exhausted after
greeting all the people that came and it was very difficult to grab their
attention until a big explosion met us a block away. As if everyone had been
shot, silence was finally granted. I took the opportunity to speak to the crowd
and suggested plans. My plan was that since we were in a war, all teenagers 16
and over should start practicing combat with guns. In addition, all parents,
grandparents, seniors, and people who are not able to fight transfer to a safe
hideout until situation got better. So that’s how our small army started with
around fifty people.
We separated our army into five groups of
ten people. Each group had a leader with the best combat skills. We stole into
the gun shops and grabbed everything we could. Every day, we went off to places
that opened in big space that was a little bit like a country side setting.
After just two months of training, some of
us got action while patrolling the streets of our neighborhood. It was close to
midnight and there were three soldiers of the enemy force, two men and a woman.
My group and I quickly hid behind the nearest large bush and waited with our
guns ready to shoot. The enemies decided to have a smoke break couple meters in
front of the bush and had their backs to us. I quietly reached in my bag and
took out a pistol and a silencer. I assembled them together and counted to
three before I shot the poor backs of the enemy. As soon as the three beings
fell helplessly, some of the guys waiting behind the bush pulled the three dead
bodies behind the large bush and collected ammunition and equipment. It was the
first time we made a killing and the occurrence stayed in our heads for days.
It has been exactly 10 years since bombs
were first dropped. In other words, the world slowly crept into war that nobody
had expected. We now fight on our own like the way soldiers do. We make our own
tactics and guard our own land. We lose those who are most precious and dear to
our lives. In return, we kill those who are most precious and dear to the
enemies.
The fighting died down and there is a
noticeable change in the activity. My friends and I reside in a factory that is
well hidden and now stored with ammunition, equipment and food. Our groups shrink over time and families are unreachable. Each day we
try and connect with the government, in hopes to find a bigger group of an
army. However, our hopes are turned down and we can only expect the worst to happen. We'll fight to the end and give every bit of our energy to stop the war once and for all.
