Okay, I got this idea from Tess, but this is my story. Just so ya know! The idea is that how would you feel if you dropped the atomic bomb on Hiroshima or Nagasaki? This one gets pretty dark, just so you're aware, so if you're sensitive to that kind of thing, I suggest you just skip this story.
~Scar & Tess
I did what they told me to. That's all. I promise I didn't know. These are just a few, panicked thoughts running through my brain as I watched the destruction I had caused, I had just done what they told me to, but the bomb caused too much damage to be a regular run-of-the-mill bomb... but... I didn't know... how could I have done that!? No one ever told me what was going to happen. I expected damage, but not on this scale. I am safe high in the sky, but those people aren't... those poor people.
Tears stream down my sweaty face as I land. I can't imagine what people must be feeling. Even though I am home, safe, and sound, I just can't forget the mushroom cloud. The city had to have been leveled. I destroyed families, lives, homes, jobs, and probably so much more I don't even know about. I didn't even question my mission. That is what got those people killed. 70,000 lives lost because one question wasn't asked. Women and children I had no quarrel with! No one could've stopped this, except for me. I could've chosen not to hit that button, to ask a question. I don't deserve these medals people are giving me, the parades and celebrations. None of it. So many people died, and I'm home safe and sound. How is that fair? How is any of this fair? This whole war was a mistake.
My letter. The last one I will ever write. Shakily I write three little words, 'I am sorry'. I meant this letter not only for my family but for the Japanese people that I killed. They probably did nothing wrong and I just... I can't deal with the guilt. The pistol beside me looks inviting, and I know that it is my time to go. I grab the loaded pistol, and before I can second guess my decision, I place the cold metal on my temple and pull the trigger. My last thoughts were of the families in Japan...
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Short Stories
RandomSome short stories that myself and a friend HaliMiller, who has since deleted her account :( wrote and published in this little book. It is mostly content from story-based papers we've written at school, but also stories that we wrote just for the h...
