Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. George does.
There, I did it.
I prevented all evil from hurting the galaxy.
Well, not all evil.
I didn't actually think I could do it, really. And Yoda seemed to have even less faith in me.
But I did it, and that's all that counts.
It was hard, but with the love and support from my friends and the help from my father…
Yes, you heard me correctly. I said help from my father.
He turned back to the light to save me.
Me!
So that means I saved him.
Me!
Even though he was the one that threw Palpatine…
There that is again.
Palpatine.
Like I said before, there's something about him that really gives me the shutters. It's like he's coming back to haunt me or something.
… Like I was saying before, even though my Father was the one who threw Palpatine down the elevator shaft, I was still there helping him, pushing him on. Yeah, it took him a long time to actually help me considering I was about to die, but he FINALLY killed Palpatine.
I can't believe anything that's going on right now. I just got back from burying my Father and everyone is having a party since we won the war.
I just hugged Leia then I went to hug Han and he gave me the oh-I-get-it-now look. Then he hugged me.
After I hugged everyone else I came over here and now I'm just staring looking at everyone…
Wait.
Who is that?
Is that Ben? And Yoda? And-
That's him! That's my Father!
I guess Leia saw him too because I'm now wrapped in an embrace with her. But I'm to distracted to notice that she wants me to join the party. I just smile, and then turn away, as if no one as standing there.
What's next for me? I don't really know. Although I'm pretty sure that my future is set on protecting my friends, family, and, well, the galaxy. I guess that includes building a New Jedi order.
So that's what I'm doing.
Building a Jedi Order and protecting the galaxy.
And if not, I'll die trying.