Each day I used to sit out staring at the sky, longing for something more. Something was calling me. A part of me wanted an escape. All my life, I have spent here in a small isolated village. One of the few neutral grounds located high in the mountains shrouded in fog. Sure I love this place; it's the only place I know. It's a place I grew up, a place where my family is. But these days, it just no longer feels like home. This place has become so small. I want to see what exists beyond the ridge; I want to see the whole picture not just a fragment. This place is too restricting. I feel trapped, like an outlaw in prison. There is this need within me that is calling for freedom.
Freedom, that is all I want, it is all I need. Something everyone wants but no one quite understands its price. Freedom costs the highest price at times, a life. People fight and die to gain freedom for themselves, for their future and for their nation. Something I want to be apart of. I want to be free but I also want my friends and family to be. The time is now. I have to go. No matter how much this place means to me I have to leave. So I use the last of my resources and contact the military. And soon I am accepted and I go through my training in the distant empire.
I will never forget the feeling and the day I said goodbye to her. My little sister, still so innocent, the only family that I have after our parents were killed during the ongoing war. She is so sweet, always caring for others before herself. I hate to leave her alone. Call it selfish intentions but it is too late for me to change. I am a soldier now; there is no turning back in my eyes. I tell her I am sorry and I want to fight to maintain peace like the peace we all know in this village. She understood and never shed a tear. She hugged me and wished me the best of luck. She also made me promise to come back. A promise I simply made that day.
I saluted and walked away. I never looked back. All I had now was the hope of a new future and the memories of times gone by. One day I would come back to this place but I would never be the same person. But excitement grips me. I am now free, free to become who I want. Free to fight for what I believe.