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He was gone.
I could barely stand it, even if I was supposed to be superman. I tried to stay strong, but I couldn't. Not even for Pony, could I hold up my guard. Soda was gone, no matter what.
He was changed.
I never knew war could change someone like him. I thought he was strong, but I knew he feared. He was my brother, and I should've done something, instead of letting him go off to war, to kill.
It's tearing us apart.
Anyone could see we were falling apart. Even if they didn't know us, all they had to do is look at us, and they would see that was happening. It was that visible.
Pony got the worst of it.
I could easily tell Pony had changed to. He always had looked up to Soda, for guidance, for a big brother. But now, Soda's going the wrong way, and Pony is confused on whether to follow him or not. It tears me apart seeing him..
Day by day, I watch.
I watch the days go by, hoping that one day I would wake up and everything would be the same before Soda was drafted. I remember the day clearly. I remember the tears, the cries for Soda not to go, and Pony.
Pony took it hard.
When he found out about Soda, he was stricken with sadness that Soda was going to die over there. Soda assured him that he would come back.
Soda didn't come back.
Soda did came back, but not him. He's still over there, while a different Soda is here, tearing his life apart; tearing everyone's life apart.
Day after day, I pray.
I pray to God he would get Soda back to normal. That Soda would return, and leave his other life behind.
But I know that won't happen.
S oda's gone, no matter what….because of the stupid damn war.
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