Summer of 2115. 100 years from your present. This Is the beginning of my story.
"Incoming!!" The soldier yelled as the sound of an explosion filled the air. I was already used to these explosions. The smell of gunpowder, the sight of a long flash. What was the point in all of this?
"Mom, why are we fighting?" I asked like any other 9 year old would. She would usually respond 'because we have to, honey.' Nobody knew why were in war? When I asked her this time, she started to cry. She said,
"I don't know. I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS!!". She started to sob like never before. I realized that this was serious. My mother said I needed to see something. She took me to the living to room, where I found a shocking news report. The headlines read 'Christopher Livingston found killed in war'. I started to cry when I realized who that was. It was my father.
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notsgniviL nibaT (Edit Phase)
Paranormalthe future. 100 years from the present. how did time get here? More importantly, how did we end up like this?
