It was a sunny day in Italy and Noah could feel the excitement running through, he opened the diary that his mom got him and wrote down his first entry,every word is another reason for him to go there, even if his chest tightens, even if he has to sacrifice his life for the country…"Hey, i'm Noah and finally after years of harsh training I'm joining the Red team army…Can't wait,but is Alan there? And if yes will he be in my team?
Yes I've been chosen as a commander of red team at 13!!!!
Now i just have to wait for tomorrow…" those were his last truly happy words that he would say in a long time.
When tomorrow came his mom went up to him saying with excitement:"are you ready for your last breakfast soldier?"
Noah faked a smile trying to hide how excited and stressed he was