You burst into your room, taking out your suitcase and started to pack your clothes. You just got done arguing with your dad, Ghost, in the living room about being too dangerous in the job.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ghost asks you. You looked up at your father with frustration in your eyes. "AWAY FROM HERE!" You shouted.

Your father grabbed your hand to stop you from leaving. You put all the courage you had in your goodbye.

"Mom was right... I should have gone with her instead."