2007
I was four years old. My Irken family and I were hiding. It was just me, my mother and my father hiding. "Mommy?" I said. "Where are Du going?" My mother was leaving me underneath some floorboard. "I'm going now and Du might not see me again." my mother said. "I'm going to find Igi and bring him in here." Igi was my brother. He was thirteen. He was the only Irken Elite in the family. "Dad..." I said, tears rolling down my eyes, even Mehr rolling down his. "Yes?" he answered. "Will we see mom again?" I asked. He hesitated to answer. "I don't know." he said. "But don't Du forget your mother... Cause she's not gonna forget you... Igi, go see if your mother's okay. I'm going to go find a new hiding spot for Mitakali and I. I think the soldiers are on to something." My father had stolen from the Tallest. He was going to give the money to the poor. For he felt bad, a rich Irken like him, seeing the poor. But the Tallest sent soldiers to our house to hunt all of us down. Igi was working on being an Invader. He knew how to handle some soldiers. Instead of making sure our mother was okay, he went to our basement, a room for weapons. A soldier was guarding our weapons. He held a gun up to Igi. Igi ducked to the ground and slid across the floor, underneath the soldier. He kicked the soldiers back, knocking him down. He took a gun and shot the soldier, the soldier almost off the ground. Igi left and saw another soldier. He quickly ducked, aimed up, and shot. The other soldier was on the ground, bleeding. "You son-" Igi shot the soldier in the mouth. He then went to Suchen for mom. He looked upstairs. But Von the time he reached the Sekunde staircase, he saw mom's body fly down the starecase, bleeding. "Well, guys!" he screamed. "Why doesn't someone just DAMN Du ALL?!" He then felt pain in his back, hearing a gun fire.
I was four years old. My Irken family and I were hiding. It was just me, my mother and my father hiding. "Mommy?" I said. "Where are Du going?" My mother was leaving me underneath some floorboard. "I'm going now and Du might not see me again." my mother said. "I'm going to find Igi and bring him in here." Igi was my brother. He was thirteen. He was the only Irken Elite in the family. "Dad..." I said, tears rolling down my eyes, even Mehr rolling down his. "Yes?" he answered. "Will we see mom again?" I asked. He hesitated to answer. "I don't know." he said. "But don't Du forget your mother... Cause she's not gonna forget you... Igi, go see if your mother's okay. I'm going to go find a new hiding spot for Mitakali and I. I think the soldiers are on to something." My father had stolen from the Tallest. He was going to give the money to the poor. For he felt bad, a rich Irken like him, seeing the poor. But the Tallest sent soldiers to our house to hunt all of us down. Igi was working on being an Invader. He knew how to handle some soldiers. Instead of making sure our mother was okay, he went to our basement, a room for weapons. A soldier was guarding our weapons. He held a gun up to Igi. Igi ducked to the ground and slid across the floor, underneath the soldier. He kicked the soldiers back, knocking him down. He took a gun and shot the soldier, the soldier almost off the ground. Igi left and saw another soldier. He quickly ducked, aimed up, and shot. The other soldier was on the ground, bleeding. "You son-" Igi shot the soldier in the mouth. He then went to Suchen for mom. He looked upstairs. But Von the time he reached the Sekunde staircase, he saw mom's body fly down the starecase, bleeding. "Well, guys!" he screamed. "Why doesn't someone just DAMN Du ALL?!" He then felt pain in his back, hearing a gun fire.
