Chapter one: Coming Home.
I sat on the plane with my army buddies waiting to go home. I'm Telitha Gray 18 and the adoptive daughter of Sue and Harry Clearwater. I was rescued from a house fire that claimed my father, mother and brother's lives. Since then I had become a emotionless shell. I got on with Leah and Seth and pretended to be alright. But on the inside I was dead. I liked punk and metal music, Painting and running. This got my mind off things id rather not think about.
As we landed I saw Leah and Seth smiling by a truck. I smiled. I had my army jacket and boots on and then some green coloured leggings and my back pack. As I walked up to them I saw Seth smiling so much I thought his face would crack and leah giving me a small smile which I knew meant 'thank god you're ok and I'm really happy you're back!' an old buddies came up to me and slung an arm round me as we walked.
"Hi Leah, hi Seth." I greeted.
"Hey Telitha glad you're back." Leah said hugging me. David just stared at us.
"You have a lot to be proud of! Took two bullets for our department nearly died." I sighed as they looked shocked.
"Only just got back why don't you just tell them about my near death experiences."
"Sorry I'll leave you to it." He waved good bye. I swear to god I could kill him. The last time I had seen them was Harry's funeral. I was aloud a week off but then our department had several bombs planted and I was the only one capable of disarming them so I didn't even get a week to recover from the news.
"So you're a hero then?" Seth asked smiling. He always was a good kid.
"Just doing my job." I said looking at the ground.
"Well lets get home mom has been excited to see you again." Leah said leading me to the truck.
"So you guys have changed huh." I said awkwardly.
"Well a lot of things have happened since you left. Anyway what was the militarily like?" Leah asked.
"It was nice fighting for our country but I can't wait to sleep in a proper bed." I said yawning. They laughed. "You spend two years on a pull out bed and then we'll see who laughing!" I said trying to be serious when I kept yawning.
"You sound very threatening while yawning!" He said sarcastically at me. I rolled my eyes and by the time we got home it was 10PM. To say I was tired would be an understatement! As I got in I was pulled into a hug from Sue. I smiled as she lead me to my room. I collapse on my bed. Just thinking about the three years made me sleepy. I was a SFC, which stands for sergeant first class. I was promoted a year after service. Because I was in the grade E-7 I was in total payed $3271.50 for my 3 years of service. I would be able to start a new life but not just yet I was still debating wether or not to go back in. A little while later I drifter to sleep.