I hated it with every ounce of my being, but there was no way around it.
“Daddy, stop! You can’t do this!” She sobbed as she gripped me tighter, her whole soul aching as I was getting ready to go.
Tears streamed from my eyes, but all i could mutter out was a bittersweet “I’m sorry baby girl.” I picked her up and pulled her in tight, as if these were our last goodbyes. “Bad people are trying to hurt our country and lots of people we can call family. You must know how much this pains me, but i have to go.” The tears didn’t leave, but my depressed demeanor did. I knew it was my duty and as i gave her one last final squeeze, i laid her down in her bed, kissed her forehead, and left the house. With only my duffel bag of clothes, i set off to start a new chapter in my life… and i prayed it wouldn’t be my last.
*FOUR YEARS LATER*
“Oh god, we’ve done it!” My heart beat raced as my finger pulled the trigger to the sniper and my eyes watched the billet soar straight through his head. We had won the war…