Rachel
The room was dark. The only light was the one emitted from my computer screen. I stole a glance at my digital clock.
1:23.
It was getting late. I yawned. I can always finish the essay tomorrow, I thought. I put my hand on the mouse and moved it to the file link. Click. It was saved.
I leaned back in my chair.
What was happening to me? I used to be an A-student, now I can barely maintain a D-average. I sighed. The war was taking its toll. Of course, it hadn't just started now; it had been going on for awhile.
I wish this would all stop.
In battle, I'm expected to be Xena: Warrior Princess of the Amazon. I'm expected to be vicious, ruthless, and cold-hearted. If I were allowed to show my true feelings about this war, the others would never let it go.
At home, it's different. I'm a normal kid for a change. Just a teenage girl looking after he two younger sisters.
Jordan and Sara.
God, how I wish I could tell them. I love them so much and I certainly don't want them to get caught in the middle of something that I created. But if they knew, they would look at me as if I am a monster.
And who says that I'm not?
I want out, truth to be told. I think we all do. I know that Cassie is sick of the war; sick of the fact that she has to sometimes kill other innocent, sediment beings. It's changed who she is as a person. Sure, she's still Cassie to the others. They can't tell the difference.
But I can.
She's suffering and I can't do anything to help her. And what about Jake? God, knows that I've felt the burdens of a leader. But that was only for a day.
He's been leading us for years.
I sighed and stood up. I can worry about all of this later, I thought as I crawled beneath the covers of my warm bed.
I turned off the lights and set my alarm for school tomorrow. I closed my eyes, got comfortable, and drifted off to sleep.
Wake me when it's over.