December 19, 1943
California
Tomorrow is the day I have to leave for Massachusetts. These past few weeks had gone by so quickly. Thanksgiving day was a very special day for me. It was the last holiday that I was able to spend with my family this year, so I made sure to cherish it.
My father had received the letter letting him know he wasn't going to be drafted off to war. Seeing the relief in his face made me feel happy. I also couldn't help but feel fear as well.
As the days passed, I realized how much pressure was upon me. Not only was I being sent away to fight, but I also had to prove that women are capable of being soldiers too. I'm just afraid to fail, but I know that if I don't manage my fear, it'll just make me screw up more.
Although I'm a bit scared, I also feel pretty damn honored. It's still so hard to believe that I'm going to be the first woman allowed to fight in the Army.
I was currently packing a few of my belongings to take with me to the training camp. I wasn't going to take much since Sergeant Johnson explained to me in the note I received this morning that it would be of no use if I brought a lot of my things. I made sure to pack pictures of my family though. There was no way I was going to leave without memories of home.
I quickly packed and hid the trunk under my bed. I had done a very good job of not making my family suspicious these past few weeks. They couldn't know I was planning on leaving. I was going to have to explain everything to them in a letter once I arrive in Massachusetts. If I told them now, it would only cause trouble and they would never let me leave.
I wanted to spend time with my family today, but I also couldn't help but feel like I wanted to be left alone. I felt sad being in my family's home not knowing if I'll ever come back again. I didn't want to be so negative, but I felt I also had to be realistic. I think my father has a lot to do with why I think so realistically. You just never know if your life will be cut short or not especially if you're being sent to fight in a war.
I pushed the bad thoughts away from my mind and headed downstairs. Tomorrow is going to change everything; I have to make the most of today.
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Love You Till The End (Robert Zussman x Reader)
Fanfiction{UNDERGOING EDITING} It's the year 1942. News of the Second World War can be found in every newspaper. After you find yourself in a bad relationship and manage to get out of it, your father, a veteran of The Great War who suffers from shell shock...
