I would be content to stay and watch the rest of the town stir, except for the fact I ought to clean while there is no one here to mess up the house. As always I start in the kitchen, it needs cleaning from when I prepared today's lunches. Starting like always, by scrubbing off what little mess there is on the countertops, then open the closet to grab my broom. After I have swept, I begin mopping. The remnant of the house took little to no time to clean, since the rest of the rooms haven’t seen use, since yesterday. After I have finished cleaning, I look out at the bustling town I see the mailman coming up the street. When he reaches our house I step outside to retrieve the mail from him myself. I inside I went and sat at the table, then read the first two envelopes, the next one caught my eye I opened it even though it’s addressed to William. The letter was from an important person in the white house, requesting that ”anyone from the age of 18-37 please consider joining in the war effort to support our country and the world from further destruction.” William was going to go to war, against my better wishes, there was nothing …show more content…
William has been captured, without a second thought, I joined the army if William couldn’t contribute to the war efforts then I could. After I enlisted I realized my mistake if, I didn’t make it I left my two daughters without a mother or a father, and I was scared, but I made a promise to serve this country I wasn’t going to desert, not when my country needed me.
Even though, my days in the army were exhausting and strenuous, I still thought of William and the girls. Everyday. My days in the army not only grueling, but strangely fulfilling. Knowing that I was helping my country, and my girls to have a better future I don't think i’ll regret that anytime soon. My days in the army revolved about routine, wake up, eat, train, eat, train some more, eat, then sleep. One day we did fight, the only fight it was the last day in the army for me, it was the last day. I went home, so did William, so did everyone else who was still alive.
It seems as if every night I wake up screaming, and realize that I’m not the only one haunted by my days in the army. I am constantly tormented with the haggard faces of the war. Marie and Evelyn have long since figured out that there was nothing they could do to comfort