All They Didn't Know

2nd Entry

"Dear Diary,

The President of the British Isles died today.

He was shot in the back by the Enemy, a man disguised as a member of the Parliament. He died instantly, and the Enemy got away easily. It was all far too easy, they said. He just... Went.

The Isles are all mourning today, because he was the greatest President there has ever been in this country. And, like so many others, he was killed in this never ending war.

His position has been taken over by the Vice President, a vile, arrogant man with far too much power and authority. A man named Adrian Dorne, but who is known by everyone as Rat. He is the only bad decision our great President ever made.

But... I write this quickly having packed up my tent. The Rat has taken a law against Scavengers, that any large group of the homeless will be instantly arrested - and everyone knows what that means.

Placed on the front line of battle, basically a wall for the Enemy to fight through, to slow them down a little . Death, I mean.

So, our group had no choice but to split up. Go our separate ways. Fend for ourselves.

At least most of them have some family, or companions. I used to, but not anymore.

My parents left when the Proud War started, as medics for the injured. My older sister, Ivy, left four years ago as soon as she turned sixteen, desperate to be the great pilot of a warplane.

And Jake...

I had a brother, Jake.

He... He was the closest person to me. He was only two years older, but he always looked after me, looked out for me, protected me.

But Jake... Jake was killed by the Enemy. Not directly, he -

Well, we were Scavenging. We were searching around in the rubble, when he spotted something - a child, in a window high up in the building, a child who had somehow survived the explosion. Crying out for help.

Jake told me he'd be right back, ignoring the Enemy warplanes still circling in the sky above us. We never would have gone out to look when they were still there, normally, but it had been a while and we were desperate, then. So he didn't stop to look at them and he ran inside the remains of the house, climbing up until he reached the child.