I’m Someone Else

Chloe made a trip to the nearest grocery shop and came back with some meat and vegetables. She prepared a delicious meal for Thomas right in the house she was renting.

“The food’s ready, Thomas. Give it a taste and see if you like my cooking.”

Thomas nodded. He was starving after everything that happened today.

Chloe was a pretty good cook. The food she made was excellent, and Thomas dug in heartily, but as he ate, he began to realize that she was only filling up his plate while she stuck with a few bites of mashed potatoes.

“Why aren’t you eating more, Chloe?”

“Oh! I’m on a diet, Thomas. You don’t need to worry about me. Have some more.”

“A diet?”

Thomas found it strange. It was the first time he had heard of someone going on a diet by eating mashed potatoes.

After the meal, he saw Chloe taking out several food containers and storing the leftovers in them. It was then that he realized what was going on. She wasn’t on a diet at all. The food was too precious to her. She wanted to bring it to her sickly father instead.

Thomas felt his heart twisting up.

He watched as Chloe walked off into the kitchen before closing his eyes. Those frail, slender shoulders of hers bore the weight of a burden far too heavy for her. A person her age shouldn’t be shouldering such heavy responsibilities.

He heaved out a heavy sigh.

He then opened his eyes. He took a deep breath and glanced around the room. It was small. All it could fit was a bed. The thing that caught his attention the most was the little slivers of blue skies that peeked through the ceiling.

He was overwhelmed with bitterness and regret, and he couldn’t help but clench his fists. Was this the home of a hero?

nothing but four

this be the home of a hero who served his

Hahn was a soldier! He served eight years in the army and gave up his life

between his country and his family,

a hero—a bona fide

died an

did right by his brothers in arms, by his nation, and by

didn’t do right by was his little sister.

forget the look in Zachary’s eyes as he made his dying request.

soldier would shed blood, not tears, but on the day when Zachary died, Thomas wept. He cried his

A hero.

Thomas. Those who sacrificed themselves were

sister as his own and

Huff!

around the room

a sense of helplessness as he felt about his pockets.

squatted down by the street gloomily and started smoking a cigarette as he tried to come up with

man. True

to show that every cloud has a silver lining. Take a look at this chick. See how gorgeous she is? We’re in for a treat

“You’re awesome, Walt!”

He spotted four men who

in thick layers of white bandage that was particularly noticeable in

he look so

closer look, Thomas realized that the man was Walt

this chick is the bomb! Look at those breasts! And those long legs of hers. Tsk, tsk, I can’t hold it in much

we get to the motel. It’s dark

I’m with you! Let’s let off some steam first and carry on later when we get to