It's not easy fighting in the rebellion. I just want to be a normal teenager, but I'm not even sure if that exists anymore. Han often tells me stories of fourteen year
olds in different galaxies who carry book bags and these things called smartphones, not lightsabers and headpieces like I do. The empire ruined us all, none of us really know how to stop it but we have devoted our lives to it.
I look down at my skin tight pants. They've gotten torn and dirty from past battles. This leads my thinking to Leia, and how she somehow manages to look perfectly clean even in the most gruesome battles. My train of thought travels on and on until I hear a firm iliac voice calling.
"Idina! Idina are you ok!?", it yells. I soon realize that voice is none other than one of my companions, Luke Skywalker. I got so lost in my daydreams, I almost completely forgot about the stormtroopers ahead of us. I swivel behind Luke and slash my lightsaber overtop their head. Then, I quickly grab my blaster from my utility belt and blast a few ahead of me.
"You're pretty skilled,red!", Luke mumbles while fussing with a nearby trooper. The ground below me appears to be shaking and I soon notice that a smoke bomb has been tossed by my feet. Out of the corner of my eye see an open imperial ship.
"Luke, the ship!", I scream. Luke nods back at me and we both sprint to the ship, lightsabers in arms and ready for combat. Suddenly my feet tumble before me and my boots land on the hard ship floor.
"Start it!", I yell, they're gonna notice!"
He pulls back the lever and we soon levitate and prepare to fly to Tatooine where our family and friends have recently made home.