Fight For Them

When I was a little girl my family, friends and those I loved were forced to live on the streets. Our government became corrupt, kicking innocent families out of their homes, taking their belongings, taking their children and killing defenseless people.
There was lack of food and shelter. Many would go hungry everyday and some even starved to death. People would become very skinny like a toothpick, even a simple poke and they would snap. During the harsh weather around the area we lived in many would freeze or become very ill with illnesses we couldn't cure.

During harsh times like these someone must step up. Someone must guide us out of this and help to win back our peace so that people will no longer have to suffer.
I taught myself how to fight, I taught myself to craft my own weapons and armor, I put myself in danger so that others would not have to parish. I did this so I could be the hero they need.

No matter how many times I fall, no matter how many times I get slammed down, no matter how many times I get beaten, I know I must get back up again.

They need me. They need a sign of hope in these dark times. I will be the hero they need.

I will fight for them.
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Contains harsh language, violence and topics not suitable for everyone (Suicide, self harm, etc.)