My past is blurry, I forgot some of it. It’s sad, not remembering your original world, your planet, your home. All I can remember is the face of a woman, covered in blood while the world around me was on fire. Her words were always graved in my head, “It’s the end, take care of your brother my dear child” Then the land was destroyed in pieces, I ran as fast as I could with my brother following me, then I fainted like my brother because of the heat and fire around us.All Rights Reserved