A
force of pure darkness will rain down on me and everyone else like a fiery
storm and is going to cover the sun, and will then take away the only source of
pure light people like me possess. The chaos and corruption will rock the world
off balance and will leave me and others cold to the bones. We will all be
battling each other to the death for what’s left of the food, water and…the
last streak of light. There will be those who will steal from the weak and
there will be those like me who will prevent crimes like this from happening.
The death of my parents and dozens of others will motivate my comrades and me
to fight and bring back the once peaceful world so that life will not only be
worth living for me, but for everyone else.
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