I had no time to feel sorry for those poor children I had to get grace home to safety. I ran as fast as I could fearing an elite would jump out and attack. I'd never seen one or any covenant before but my dad described them and did well at it too. He tells me about many things from the army and trains me to be in it. The problem is I don't want to be in the army I don't want to fight. I don't like the idea of death after hearing about it so much from Dad. As I ran I heard the screams of men women and children being brutally murdered. I made it home to see my mother cowering in fear by the couch. I set my sights sister down and my mom began to make shure she was alright. Her legs were broken so and we'd have to go to the hospital after the attack is stopped...if it's stopped. "Where's Dad?" I asked worried."once he heard the sirens he grabbed his gun and went out fighting." My head started to spin st the thought of my father dying. All I remember is me running outside to find him and my mother yelling at me to stay...I didn't
