"Capture him alive!!!" Was the first thing I heard. I had no time to spare. It was either I moved quick or I would be captured. But it wasn't so simple. What would you think they needed to use to capture me? Guns, nets, and numbers?Wrong. I was facing tanks from all directions. How was I suppose to escape this? Missiles were fired left and right. There was so much smoke that all I saw was the red tips of the missiles. Seems crazy doesn't it. The use of missiles on a 9 year old boy. I calculated the time I had left. Three short, yet dreadful seconds. Every second felt like a year. I saw the missiles right at arms reach and I blacked out.
It happened again. But this time I didn't kill anyone. My life was endangered and I zoned into another stage. When I came to, I was sitting on a bench in a baseball field. What happened? was my first thought. I looked at my body and checked for blood. I was clear so I knew I didn't kill again. I was so tired. I was hungry. My memory was foggy. I just wanted some rest. I laid down on the bench and closed my eyes, just for a second, as I took in a deep breath. I let go and fell sound asleep. Would you believe me if I said it was the best sleep I ever had for almost 3 years. The bench was cold, and hard, but the fact that I wasn't being watched or controlled allowed me to sleep in peace. This was the start of my normal life...
