WeAreTheBVBArmy

«...enemy forces are ready to attack at anytime, even tomorrow, so be ready...when we'll give the signal, we'll go and fight!» «Yes!» all shout together. My voice raises among the other voices even louder. Finally I'll fight the enemy with my new friends, after almost a month of physical and mental training; on this hand I'm anxious to fight, on the other hand I'm afraid because it's the first time. I never thought of experiencing that in my life, and I'm not really sure about my skills, even if I developed them a lot. «Now go and keep doing what you were doing, and this evening go sleep early, tomorrow we don't want

Since the day of my examination, I start following carefully the tips given by my leaders: I train for at least one hour for day lifting weights and running around on the ship. I also do some clinch fight with some mates or Jared; I always try not to hurt too much my opponent but he inevitably ends being quite bruised, but I can't win against my best friend without ending the fight with very short breath and sweating a lot. Afterwards, having become better in this, I start using weapons; one of the leaders, Jinxx, is a really strong fighter with his katana and he immediately teaches me the art of managing that apparently harmless but very dan

I stay still, after just waking up, to remember all the things that happened yesterday and understand where I am. I get up and I walk on tiptoes towards the deck of the ship; the sky is slightly bright, the dawn is coming. I sit down and contemplate the peaceful blue sea; after some minutes, I hear the wooden planks of the floor creak and Andy appears. «Early-rising, huh?» I say, hinting a smile. «I couldn't sleep» he candidly admits, sitting besides me. We remain silent for a while, then the guy winces. «Finally we've arrived» he sighs, pointing out an island near there. «Which island is?» &la

The Prophet’s blue eyes haunted me after that. I could feel them following me everywhere, though I knew I was being paranoid. I even saw them in my sleep, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d escaped or not. Church had been cancelled that day and his words were all we could focus on, hanging thick in the air around all the districts in The City. But he was right; we didn’t need a church to worship God. I’d finally realised how much I wanted to leave The City. To be a part of something. To rebel. No one mentioned The Prophet, but I knew no one forgot him and the events he caused. Posters with The Prophet’

I sat in the classroom, desperately wishing things could change. I wasn’t even listening to the teacher anymore. School was nothing. F.E.A.R. made sure we kept as dumb as possible. In fact, I doubted school would exist, soon. Finally, the bell rang for the end of school. I shot out of my seat, running home. In The City, we didn’t have any kind of transport, so we had to walk everywhere. I walked in the front door, calling out ‘Dad, I’m home!’ as I slammed it closed behind me. It was just me and my dad. My mom died when I was six. She’d tried to leave to join the rumoured rebellion in the desert, but she wa