FLASHPOINT

Attacked

The day We were attacked:

Havoc arose through the United States. We had just been bombed and were being invaded in Texas.

Most of our troops where in Afghanistan, they couldn't help us from there and weren't coming home anytime soon.

When they came through my city they broke and burned everything, they busted down my door while i was sleeping and everyone in my family was killed accept me.

They made me watch as they were murdered and when I closed my eyes they would open them with their dirty hands and when there done they left me in my house to greave by myself .

I wasn't the only one who was left like this.

They were killing anyone older than 14 and younger than 10, something about us being the strongest of Americans.

They left us in our city so they could take us back to their land and use us as their kid soldiers when they were done invading the U.S.

I knew I couldn't stay in my house forever, I wasn't going to let them get away with this.

I couldn't just greave and wish for them to come back,the least I could do is avenge them.

I biked around my city looking , searching for any survivors, those willing to fight.

Most were to scared and traumatized to even leave the spots they were left in. There were few though, willing to fight back, most being people I knew and trusted.

We met back at what was the remains of a house and discussed a plan on first how we were going to survive.

This probably sounds like scene from "Red dawn" but it was very different: they were in or out of high school, we were in elementary or middle school. They had weapons and experience, we didn't.

They had a leader who new army tactics, we had a bunch of kids who only new boyfriend/girlfriend tactics and were on their phones 24/7.

Some of the kids that came included 10 kids from my school, 3 of my cousins and my best friend.

Cindy

Ace

Jazy

Tori

Adri

Jacob

Noah

Dominic

Andres

Damian

Jamie

John

Pedro

Tri

Alex

I only had had time to reach kids in a mile radius so there wasn't many of us which kinda In a way was a good thing: less people less mouths to feed and people to worry about.

We slept in an old ware house all huddled, not too close but close enough where we felt safe, tomorrow, tomorrow we would start are avenge and our fight for our lives.