Give Up and Die

prologue

        Hello, my name is Amanda, i am 11 years old, and i believe that i live in hell. 5 years ago, a war started, first it was just between 3 countries, but soon enough everyone got involved. The war hasnt stopped, i dont think it will ever stop. but if it does, the victorious leader, will have run out of people to govern by then. my mom said there used to be at least 7 billion people in the world. that would have been exciting, now there is a mere 1 million and a half amount of people. The big city, New York, was abandoned 2 years ago, now its a useless pile of rubble. many people have died from bombs, guns, disease, starvation. the list goes on. Apparently the government no longer cares about its people, it only cares about winning. Me, my mom, and my 6 year old brother, Eric, have lived in so many places, ive lost track. we eat stale bread, and dirty water. my brother doesn't even remember what the sky looks like, we only see dark clouds. showers is a luxury thing. its fine tho, weve gotten used to the stench. instead of playing at a park or something, like what i used to do, instead i have to do chores, or else my family will die. my mom is sick, i dont know how to cure her, but i try my best to keep my mom and brother alive. Tho Eric gets on my nerve sometimes. I ended up having to practically raise Eric because of Mom's sickness. I may be 11, but i feel like an adult. we have to walk around outside with medical masks, because of the dust and pollution. seeing dead people is normal to me now, tho i try to keep Eric shielded from the sight. Going outside is scary, many people have gone insane and walk around muttering crazy stuff to themselves. and then theres the military planes overhead, i never know when one of them is an enemy about to strike. every night i pray that this nightmare be over. before this war, i never believed in God, but now, i want to hold on to even the tiniest bit of hope, that some powerful entity will stop this.