Fighting as a Male

"Taken and brought to a camp full of boys around your age, separated from your best friend, you get told to cut your hair, bind your chest, don't talk, forget about your past. soon you begin to get frustrated and start asking questions. 'why?' you ask them. 'because your the one to save them' they tell you. doesn't that just leave you with more questions than answers? save who? from what? how? I don't want to stay here or live this way any longer, but now I understand something. Those people out there now, have to live this way too. It's not fair that I can run and they have to stay. especially when the only reason they are out there is because some bunch of messed up people think that I can save them. I have made another family now, they have stuck by my side through thick and thin and are always there for me. I cant leave them, not now. And I believe I can save them." I watch him shut his eyes and take a deep breath, "I'm sorry,"