Today it is raining, just as any day; this was no surprise. I was just an ordinary child, sitting on a simple wooden stool. Everything phased through me, my sight was the only sense that I had left; my ears were rang with bells, my nose was filled with congestion, and my whole body was numb to the core. Just sitting on this stool, I could still hear the drums in my heart. Stupid heart, making noise while we’re in this wrecked place. My Name is Lucas Walter. I am nine years old. I have a loving family. Today it is raining…