"For the past few weeks we've been getting numerous reports of how this place is going down. Soon. And don't think it's a while away kind of soon. This is here and now. This is real. We have to stand up and fight our way out and off the island. This 'country'...this home of ours is not fit to be trusted as a safe heaven any longer. Please, we all know this isn't news", the man gets off the stage and steps down into the crowd as his head is blown off. He whole crowd disperses in fear and anguish of what's to come. Children scream and the proud leaders we elected to protect us from these harms are nowhere to be found.
I look around as the debris as it crashes around us and we all collectively loose all hope. As if the devil himself has ripped it from our souls. I quickly sprint my way back to the car as the men and women are trying to get me to safety. We make it to the airport and lift off in a military helicopter.
"Who are you guys", I ask a lady sitting beside me.
"That's not important, just know that your father lost sight of what he was supposed to do once you were born and were simply helping you find a place to grow and heal", she replies.
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P E N D I N G By: jnfjdnt
Short StoryP E N D I N G is a one of a kind story regarding the life of Jacob Mahoney, as it walks you through his struggles, relationships, and the psychological warfare between him and his father. All this as the country they hold so dear begins to fall apar...
