I always looked up to my father, saw him as a strong and corageous man I remember as a child how at bed time right before he turned out the lights for me to sleep, he would tell me of all the journeys and battles he had seen. I was so proud of my father and wanted to grow up to be just like him, I wanted to do battles as well. Dad would tell me of these huge mechs an promised to take me to visit the hangar so that i could see them when i got older.
It was a sunny summer day, the wind caused a cool breeze on my skin, now 20 years later and all grown up, i have these memories still runnin through my head as i walk into the hanger, lucky # 9 was my dads, i wore a patch on my shoulder . My father always told me i would grow up to do soemthing great
, i just wish he was here to see me now , to see how i have followed in his footsteps to become a raven and fight for the worthy cause.
