The lights were flickering. Around town the lights were going out, one by one. People were running, running faster then they normally did. Mr. George ran past us, stopped and ran back.
"You boys better get back to your house, you hear? It's not safe here." He said looking around nervously. He hurried off then, leaving Chris and I in the dust. We looked up at the sky then and saw planes. Many planes were all over, shooting at each other. I felt Chris pull me away but I couldn't help but look up at them. Papa had said that he was going up into the sky today. He wasn't up there, was he? Chris pulled me around a building and set me down. His blonde hair was being thrown around by the wind. He was wearing a white t-shirt. We both were, I don't even know why we were, it must have been for a special occasion. He gave me his brown leather jacket and i remember gripping it. He then looked at me, his green eyes shining with excitement. I couldn't understand why though, something was going on, and whatever it was felt bad. He then took a gun out of his pocket. I knew it was a gun since papa always had one on him. He kissed my forehead and said
"I will see you later, ok baby brother?" I nodded, afraid of what else to do. He smiled again before getting up and running off. I heard him meet up with others around the corner. I could only make out one voice, and all it said was
"You ready for war boy?"
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War
Teen FictionAlex is a boy trying to find his way in this world that he now lives in. The only problem is that that life is soon going to start taking him down paths that he never wanted to go down. He will learn many things, he just hopes he can survive.
