February 10th
Dear Nellie,
Right now, it's four o clock in the morning. I couldn't sleep. All I could think of is the war.
It's still going on, and we're loosing, Nel, loosing.
What's going to happen to us once we officially loose? We might join you up there.
Hu Zhang is a sick man. I dream of him in my sleep, murdering you and mom and making me watch.
He's the man that started this wretched war. Hu has already killed millions upon millions of innocent Americans. The rest of the world is too scared to step up and defend what's left of us. The Chinese and Japanese are too strong, stronger than we ever depicted.
It's worse now, you know.
They've even started to draft boys as young as sixteen and fifteen. The government has also decided to start drafting women.. even eighteen year old girls.
I wonder how the civilians in China and Japan feel about this. Are they all for slaughtering Americans, cold blood? Or are they being oppressed by their own armies and harsh dictators?
Perhaps there have been a resistance group formed, well we can only hope so.
More gray buses come to take boys away. I pray for them every night.
You know, lately I've been wondering if there really is God. Even if there is one, he's not what we learned from the bible, Nel, he's cruel, brutal, unforgiving.
The God we used to believe in does not exist, Nel. If he did, why would he make us suffer like this?
Mom and I miss you,
Kal
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