It was a cool summer day when it happened. We never expected it. Who could of? Millions upon millions of people died that day either protecting those who were escaping or trying to get away themselves. That's how I lost my parents; protecting me and my little sister who was three at the time. We were the first town that was attacked. My sister and I are the only survivors from the destruction of Yavale.
I was six. You should never experience what I did when you are six. Heck, you should never experience that. I guess that's why I have such a 'hard heart' as everyone says. But, I'm not the only one who's like this. I'm just the one who you notice it most with.
There are many who are just like me. All either young when it happened or just sore about something. Probably having their homes, families, and possession taken away. That goes especially for the merchants. They made their prices go through the roof when it happened to make a profit off of the victims. Some people they are. Well,