Anna-Emerson

  Alice and I left our home as soon as it was dark out. We went through the woods and we haven't stopped walking all throughout the night and into the morning. Alice fell asleep as I carried her on my back, trying to get as far away as I could. I couldn't imagine stopping as I thought of the home we were leaving. I knew that the other men in the town wanted me to feel as strongly about becoming independent as they did. They wanted to have a war. They wanted to fight for it. But I honestly could not consider it. All of those men who want to fight have a family and a home. They all have sons to carry on their names. I only have Alice, and she only has me. Leaving her is almost impossible, especially after our parents passed.

     Although it has been almost a month now, I still haven't told Alice that they aren't coming back. Or actually that they can't come back. It has been very difficult to keep this from her. She still believes that they are coming back home, which is the main reason that she did not want to leave. I could never find the right time or place to tell her that they died trying to make our lives a little bit better.

       Right now my only concern is to find a place for Alice and I to sleep without fear. We will take a break now and then since our home is long out of sight. But as for a new place to call home, that will take a bit longer to find.