Cruel: (Adjective) Willfully causing pain or suffering to others, or feeling no concern about it.

(Raisa’s P.O.V)

Life isn’t fair. I’ve notice that ever since I could remember. The rich are flooded in money and the poor barely have a grain of food. The optimist will always find something to smile about while the pessimist will find the smallest thing as a ground shaker. There are people out there living happily with both of their parents while others have none.

Why is this world such a cruel place? Why can’t we just equal things out? Why can’t the rich share with the poor? What can’t the happy people shine there lights on the dark side? Why can’t a complete family make the incomplete feel wanted?

This world is a cruel world and it is back firing on us. Only the lucky ones will ever receive what they ask for. People say God loves each and every one of us and I believe that’s not true because he surely has abandoned me a long time ago. I could see my mum crying through the window as I sit out here in the rain. Absorbing every emotion there is through Mother Nature.

I hate seeing my mum cry, I hate seeing anyone cry really, but I hate it the most when I cry myself. I feel weak and I hate feeling weak. I want people to know that I am strong; a strong person who is capable of doing everything a man can because I want to show the world, show them that the stereotype on feminism is a load of bullpoos.

That’s it.

I have to think rationally and weigh up the advantage and disadvantages. If I let Jake go, without a doubt he won’t be returning this time due to his injured leg, it is a huge disadvantage for him. There will be a treacherous punishment which could likely mean death penalty, if I take Jake’s place because women are not allowed to join the army.

But then again, what if I don’t get caught? I will be saving not only my life but my brother’s as well. That’s a tick. I know how to fight since I do Karate and like I said before, I am capable of doing anything a man can. That’s another tick. People can barely recognize me as a girl.

I could get away with being a guy anytime I want. No one will know and this will not only help my mother’s sorrow but also save my brother’s life. That’s another tick. Despite the fact that I might get killed if I get caught, there are more advantages to the situation and my decision has been made.

I will take Jake’s place.

** (3 AM) **

“I love you mum, thank you for everything you have done for me…I will see you again” I promised while kissing her on the cheeks and left a hand written letter on her night stand. I walked to my brother’s room and opened his door quietly so I don’t disturb his peaceful sleep.

“I love you Jake, please forgive me,” I apologised kissing him in the forehead and walked off.
I could see my house slowly disappear in the rear view mirror. I took one last glance of my childhood home which I may or may not see again and made my way to Base Lakebottom. I tried not to let my emotions took over power me, I kept telling myself that this was the right thing to do and there is no need to spill any tears.

Base Lakebottom was three hour drive from my home town. It is a pretty big military base and I’ve heard how harsh they treated their soldiers, but there’s nothing I can do but face what is there in stored for me. To help get away with me being a female, I shaved my hair off and trust me, that is the only way people can identify me as a girl. My brown long curls are almost like my gender identity and now that it is all gone, I think I will fit in with the crowed.

There is nothing to worried about…just be yourself.

Notes

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