You remember the day wall Maria fell like it was yesterday. At the same time tho, you can't seem to remember it either. It's like all you remember is screams, that's the brain protecting you from trauma. You're greatful you don't have to remember that day like everyone else who was there.

Today you turned 12. So now you get to decide what you do with your life. Do you want to join the training camp, or do you want to live life as a normal civilian?