We lived on a colony just outside the Apien Crest, my mother, my father, my older brother, and I. It's an old fashioned mining colony, we may not mine as fast as modern methods, but because of the jobs it provides, we decided to keep it run by humans.
We were all there when the Reapers won.
That's what we all thought it was, at least.
We saw the beam of light shoot accrost the sky as it lit up the mass relay, and exploded.
Mommy cried as my father and some of our neighbors began to panic- we were running low on supplies, and the shipment was late. I pulled on my mother's sleeve, asking how my brother would make it back from earth if there wasn't a mass relay anymore... She just cried harder.
A couple days later, the shipment finally arrived- but something bad happened. Some of our neighbors decided that if they stole the supply ship, they'd be able to make it all the way to the Sol system. They didn't think the supplies were enough. We were able to take off a few crates of food, a few crates of water, and a tankard of fuel before they took the ship and dissappeared off into the black horizon.
We had to ration the food and water amongst the hundreds of people that lived in our area. Daddy said we only had a few weeks before we ran completely out.
A week passed and mommy died of starvation. She was really sad about my big brother not coming home, and she had refused to eat. I'm starting to feel sick to my stomach, daddy says it's because I'm not getting enough water, but there isn't enough to go around, so there isn't anything we can do.
The other day, daddy took me in a vehicle to go look for water and fertile ground, but we're out of fuel, and we still have had no luck. As I look in the stars, I start to mourn Commander Shepard, because I know they died fighting. A hero like them would never let this happen to us.
Never...