Hello, I'm Alex Maroon, 19 years old. My hometown is from the north named diwa city. I started in military since 3 years ago, i faced so many hard challenges before finishing training. My family didn't support me from being a soldier. I was the only remaining male from my father's bloodline. Not just that, my father was once an army and he lost his brothers. He has a trauma from that experience. I argued with my father but I understand him too. It is painful seeing your love one's grave, no one wants to experience that. I decide to continue even my father is upset. It was a festival on the lyura city, a celebration for the freshmen soldiers who just finished training.
Only my mother and little sister came, I didn't see my father anywhere. I knew that he wouldn't show up but I wanted him too. It was fine by me because there's a day for his proudness towards me. I carried my little sister and walks around. We watched people dancing and the colorful fireworks. Me and my sister also saw a battleship with three giant cannons. There was also a anti aircraft rifle on each side of the battleship.
After checking everything, we eated in a restaurant. While my little sister was eating, I stared at my mother, Celine, asking her where is father. She said he doesn't want to see my graduation because he would get hurt. I felt emotional and guilty for making my father feel like this. It's my dream yet why there's a person getting hurt and the big problem is it was my father. My mother Celine asked when will I leave for duty. I said hesitantly-
[ "The whole new army will leave at 12:30 am, I wanted to spend more time with you mom...but the time is really short..."]
My mother looked at the clock from the restaurant, it was 12:23 am. My mother holds my hand and she wanted to give me something before I leave. She handed me a necklace containing our family picture when I was 12 years old. I smiled to my mother and thanked her for being there. After having dinner, we walked to the area where a lots of foot soldiers where waiting on the coast. My little sister gave me a kiss on the cheek and hands me her cute little drawing of our family. I fold it and hides it on the middle of my diary. I hugged them tightly, savoring the moment of my families presence before heading to the barriers.
I continued walking and my mother and sister disappears from the crowd. I didn't overthink about it since they might moved somewhere to see me. Yet I felt a little fear and nervousness. When the big transport ship from the army came, I felt shivers down my spine from just hearing it's honk. It was a deep yet loud honk. I covered my ears so we're the other freshmen's. It rang my eardrum even though it's a kilometer away. When it made contact on the coast, a loud clanking on its back door. The door falls, it was heavy because yet they gently released it bit by bit. A commander was there and waves his hand gesturing us to get in.
The commander shouted in anger-
[ "Make haste!!! You cunts!! This isn't how they trained you in the camp, move it!!!!!!!!!!"]
It was a harsh greeting for us but this isn't our first time experiencing it. We always get shouted from the camp, we were taught to obey first before complain. The soldiers boarded with haste, there were no chairs, we only sat on the floor. I rested my head on my bag, I was laying down on the ground. I can only feel the cold metal floor through my uniform. The others were laying on the floor too, while the ship is sailing. I took out my diary and looks at my sister's drawing. I stared at it for an hour now and I was still smiling.
[ "Git bac soon big broder<3.....she really needs to improve her grammar but it's cute, when this war this ends, I will spend my time with you, making up the things when I wasn't there for you."]
After that, I gave the paper a kiss and holds it on my chest, while I was smiling and my eyes are closed. One day in the morning, we were free to roam the ship yet we have a place that is off bounds. We saw 30 fighting planes and 10 bombers, they formed a triangle up on the sky. I sat to a giant pipe and opened my canned tuna. I was greeted by a crew on this ship. I was shocked and felt uncomfortable because he was missing his arm and has an eye patch. I didn't hesitate to offer him to sit beside me. His half face was torn yet it was fully healed on the left side of his face with an eye patch.
[ "You want some canned tuna? Or a butter bread?...]
I asked him and he spoked, his voice was gentle and soothing. He was kind and soft, I asked him what happened. He said that he saved his comrade from the explosion and he gets caught. He showed me a picture of him before he turned into his present state. I felt jealous and sympathy for him, he was handsome and his eyes were innocent. He says his name was "Stephen cole" and he is a navy. He decides to continue because another war happened again and he needs to give everything he's got. I told him that he should be resting and living peacefully while healing from the battlefield mentally and physically.
[ "I don't have a reason to go home because no one is waiting for me there. I want to stay here because of captain and my comrades are here, they're like my family."]
I patted his shoulder and respects his mindset. A true soldier and a righteous man he is. Continuing even though it's hard and complicated. This made me feel tough now against whats coming. I offered my left hand to him because he lost his right hand. We hold hands and gripped tighter. I swore to him that I will do my best and save many comrades too he doesn't have to worry much.