Its been a few months sense I left my house so it was now the 5 of April. My birthday April 4 has came and gone I was now 13. Sense I've been on my own I grow up I don't talk like a child anymore. I learned how to survive for the most part. I decided to go back and see what's left and to say sorry to my father to tell him I didn't mean to run off like that I just couldn't take it anymore and tell him I'm sorry that I took the easy way out of the fight or ask him if I even should be sorry for what has happened. I was thinking on what to say when I was walking back to that place I called home. When I got there the place was a bloody mess with body's scattered everywhere it looked as though no one had served this war. "What the hell happened hear it wasn't this bad when I ran form it." I walked around looking at the body's both my parents and other random family members that had cane to help fight in the war and neko. Some of them had their guts pored out of them other's where missing limbs and random body parts. "I'm glad that I ran but I wish I didn't now I just don't know how I should feel." I fell to my knees and looked around me but all I saw was blood and more blood. "I'm sorry father I'm so sorry I didn't want this fight this blood shed." I started to cry then remember he was the one who started this fight why should I be sorry. I got up and walked to what was left of the house. I looked around and found some thing that I could us. Well I was looking I found some clothing and some random fabrics I could make in to clothing. As I was about to leave I saw a picture of my mom and dad. I decided to keep it just to remember the pain my father put me through because of this war. I started to walk away and turned back one last time. "Father I'm sorry this seems to be the last goodbye and you can't even stop me from leaving." as I said this I walked away and never looked back again.