It was an average day in our small town of carp, guns being shot, bomb threats, and dead bodies everywhere! And did I mention blood? Lots and lots of blood, so much that almost everywhere you looked there was a river in the streets of what remains of dead soldiers who died fighting for the lives of others.
Everyone here has gotten use to it by now, being here for over 5 years or so. To be honest, we have lost track of time sence the town of carp is in the middle of the ocean on a small island. Tribes and other countries have the desire to get this land I dont know why though, we dont have many resources or that big of a land, it's just a waist of time if you ask me about it.
We have gone though many wars fighting off others. But we have lost so many people, we barely have 10,000 people!
Sence our island is small and unheard of by many, no one moves here, and if they know about our little island and its history with wars, no one wants to move here.
The leaders of this island make it clear that we can come here to live and fight but we aren't allowed to leave. I have always dreamed about getting away from this warzone, but sadly that might never be.
YOU ARE READING
we all just die one day, dont we?
Actioninspired by the games pubg, battlefield, and even some of my own stories! This book is about a 'documentary' of a made up person on a made up island and his every day life about fighting to live along with his brothers in arms. WARNING .......... ...
