The Run from the War

The war had began to the south of us. We done our best to rock in our windows so we could see out but they couldn't see in. But in the end it didn't matter. We would all die, everyone died. If you ran you died, if you did what you where told you died, if you fought back you died. There was no way we would make it out alive, they searched every house, every nook and cranny. There was no where to hide.

It had been 3 years they finally reached my village. We hid but they found us. It didn't look good, we were all gonna die. But this beautiful green eyed captain didn't kill us. He- he saved us.