I looked around. It looked like all Hell was breaking loose. My country had been at war with the world, as far back as I can remember. We were being bombed, I didn't know by who, but it didn't matter... bombs were bombs... and death was death, here in Werominaic. A new world was born, or so was told by the elders, a long time ago... and, well, our country was the enemy of that new world. We were small, so the rest of the world wanted to push us around. Our leader, Crescendoima, didn't take that. And so, the war was started... the world against us...

Anyways, bombs were everywhere, and dead bodies lay across the streets. I knew where to go, though. The teens, like me, of our country had a hideout, that no one could find... and no one could bomb and destroy. I ran, covering my head at every chance, until I was in the security of 'The Hiding' (that was what we called our hide out.) I heard noises, but I assumed they were just more people I knew. But, boy, was I wrong...

I walked through the building, to the kitchen. I went to the fridge, grabbed a ham sandwhich, and sat on a couch to watch TV. Then a screech sounded through the room I was in. I jumped up and spun around. "Is anyone there?" I stuttered... everyone knew everyone here, and there were no secrets... "Who are you?" I watched as a girl, about my age maybe younger, slithered almost, into the room... "Katy... my friends call me Katy..." I had never seen her here before...