The End World War III is now ongoing. Asians against Americans, Europeans against the now independent Russia. They came to take my brother last night. The armies pick out everyone who is able to fight, and die. They took my dad and mom first. We used to write letters, but I haven't heard from them in four months. Now it's only me and my little sister Heather left. She cries for mom and dad in her sleep. How can I comfort her when I'm as scared as her? We hear the bombs, the gunshots and the screams of women whose children gets torn away from them at the age of ten. How can a nine year old girl be conviced that everything is going to be allright when war is everything she knows?
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