You had recently received some horrible news. Your mother had been killed by your father. You didn’t know how to feel, you were angry at your father but you also resented your mother. You’d offered to help her get away from him multiple times and she refused out of fear, saying he will change. She also stood by and watched as your father did despicable things to you in your childhood. You hadn’t spoke to any of them since you ran away at age 15. You had tried to keep in contact with your mother, but she never replied to any of your letters.

You now worked in Task Force 141. You were quite a happy, outgoing person and you always cheered people up. You never told anyone of your past. After receiving the news, you tried to repress your emotions, not sure how to feel. You stopped trying and withdrew yourself. You stopped talking to people unless they spoke to you, and you hardly ever left your barracks.

No one had noticed your change in demeanour, except Price. He had constantly tried to talk to you, but you assured him you were fine. You didn’t know how to express your emotions and you didn’t want to bother anyone. However, after a particularly difficult week, you couldn’t handle it. You needed to get it off your chest, everything. You knew Price would listen to you so you went straight to his office and tried not to completely break down as you knocked on his door. “Come in.” You heard his gruff voice inside.