"Get her out now!" That's what I heard my dad say to my mother as she threw me outside the window and into the arms of a Russian Soldier "Please take care of her!" Boom! All of a sudden... My world changed.. My home has just been blew up by a grenade thrown by a Nazi. The German people were invading Europe... Especially Russia. My mother sent me with a Russian soldier who I would be with all my life. He practically raised me. His name was Ivan Petrovitch. He was a very nice and generous man he was also fit to be in the Soviet Union Military. "It's okay child I'll take care of you" Ivan held baby Natasha in his arms and gazed upon her he knew someday she'd make a wonderful spy for the Soviet Union.
5 years later--------------------------------
"C'mon Natalia you can do it!" Ivan cheered her on as she was trying to hit a punching bag.
"Ivan I can't do it. It's too heavy" she sighed and stared at Ivan
"Yes you can Natalia. Tell me what's right here?" Ivan pointed to his heart.
"Your heart" Natasha smiled slightly
"Let your heart guide you and trust me you'll do fine" Ivan patted Natasha on her shoulder and told her to try again
"Here goes nothing" Natasha punched the punching bag and this time it actually moved!
"That's my girl!" Ivan smiled and hugged Natasha
"Just think when you're seventeen years old you'll be going to that academy I signed you up for when I was in the Military" Ivan smiled widely
"I can't wait!" Natasha smiled
[To be Continued]
