Obey

When they came, they came with guns, bombs, tanks, anything and everything they could possibly use to inflict fear. Not one person dared help us, we were alone and hopeless beneath the cold world. In the beginning I lived in the shadows of my town, hiding from those who couldn’t be trusted. And then they came for my playmates I had known from school, and we hid in fear for our lives. They came for the elderly and sick, then again for the little paper boy from across the road, and I watched in terror from the shadows. But then they came for me, took me from my mother, ripped me from her small, tender hands. Those hands that had cradled me dearly nearly everyday of my five year existence.They forced me to forget her name, to forget my name. They forced me to forget everything I had ever known. They made me watch my mother and siblings cry out as they suffered. I was the only one sparred for whatever unknown reason...but they beat me and brought me down, only to be brought back up once again as their own. They molded me and bent me like colorless, lifeless clay. Then they laughed as I writhed in pain from the experimental poison they had injected into my veins. And in the end, I had succumbed to their sick ways against my will, becoming their own mindless killing machine. I was alone in my world, left to my own twisted thoughts....