This is the first part of my rewriten story Kay. I wrote it as a short story in high school and now I am rewriting it to make it good. It was good back then too, but I have more experience now so it will be even better.
I once let the fight for freedom be fought by others. I was young and unimportant. There was no place for me in battle.
Things were not so bad. I had a home and loving parents. There was still grass then. But, with a war overseas no one noticed the disintegration of the country. Life became less whole as states became territories run by secret organizations, all fighting for one thing, power.