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I think it is finally over. They signed a treaty that stopped the war. I went to my dad’s burial ceremony. My position in the Air Force is gone. My brother can help me once again. They want us to be ready for another war. We need to find a place to live. They said that we need to go to New York to be safe. We don’t believe it. How long will this peace last?

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My dad has just died. My brother is recovering slowly. The Air Force has ranked me up to commander of a militia. The town has become a military camp for rookies. I was just in the front lines in Europe. It was so intense I cant describe it. It was pure chaos over there. Nothing there is safe. I think my brother just got out of the hospital. We might just win this war.

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Turns out the war isn’t over. There was a long time of peace for us. I just joined the Air Force. My dad is fighting pneumonia right now. The Air Force is going to be hard. The town has just become an air base. I have to keep fighting. If my bloodline is going to survive, I need to help the best I can. My brother is alive, he was found barely breathing and was took to a hospital. I hope we can finish this war winning.

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The aftermath of this is brutal. So many people died that I can’t count. We needed to rebuild our town, it was bombed by the Axis powers. The president said that the soldiers need a place to be remembered forever. They built a graveyard dedicated to the soldiers. It was built at my town, but it’s not a town anymore. It’s just a pile of debris which can’t be helped. I can only watch as I leave for a new place to live. Men over 18 have to be ready for another attack. What can I do, there must be something that can be done.

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It’s been a while, since my last entry. My brother died in vain, I’m sad. My dad is working at the control base near our town. So, I hang out at my friends house. Chores are useless now, but I still help. The town is basically deserted without people around. We won the war, but we lost the people important to us. I went to my mom’s burial ceremony. Everything now is just memories to me. A part of my life is gone, but a new part has just began.

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Everything is the worst. My mom just died of pneumonia and now my dad has to take care of me. My brother says he might not come back. If he doesn’t, I get everything he owns. I don’t want any of his stuff. I am horrible, my school closed due to complications with the students. My chores are getting more and more boring every second. The war is intensifying more and more. I don’t know if I can be the life I was before this. This is nothing, but chaos.

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Things are getting worse, school has been making trouble for all kids. Mom is okay without my brother. Although, she is sometimes sad. Me, on the other hand, I’m fine. My brother says that everybody has dirty feet and he feels sick. I feel bad for him, I wish I could be there for him right now. So he isn’t here, It feels like my life is miserable. Nothing is the same now. I wish it could go back to normal. Will it ever be the same? I’ll find out soon enough.

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The war has started, my brother has been sent to the front lines in Europe. He has been sending letters to us every month. One of his letters said they are doing this new tactic called Trench Warfare. He says it is very muddy and tight inside of the trench. He also said that he has to sleep outside while others fight. Meanwhile, back at home, things are alright. School has been trying to tell the students to not talk about what is going on. My mom is worried about me and my brother because she doesn’t want to lose us. I been okay, my brother usually helps me with my chores and homework, but he isn’t here. I just hope we win and my brother can home safely.