My name is mery, I'm 10 years old we live in planet part, where everyone is just farming in this space where love and love is always the safest place in all space, until, "father .... !!!" I shouted, my father ran to find me inside the house, when father opened the door, he just saw me staring at a round object falling from the sky, "mery ... !!!" said father by trying to approach the helpless in front of the strange object, I cried hugging and hugging father as he tried to lift me trying to keep me away from the strange object.

When the father and I were about to get out of the place came "the black-knit troops came pushing the door strongly to make me and my father fell down against the table where we used to eat," who are you guys you want from us ... !!! " anger that culminated, "father ... .. !!!" I said with a cry hugging him tightly, the troops did not answer my father's question.

Arriving "the strange object produced smoke and a strange noise, the troops arrived" lifting the weapon they carried in their hands, I saw clearly how terrible it was when someone came out of the object and shot at the soldiers when he came out of the object , the smoke that still covered the view turned into a horrible blood splash, where I sat hugging my father I could only hold my breath to see the person quickly slash into the neck of the person ", screaming for my shout to listen loudly, when I tried to turn my face to see my dad saw daddy took out so much blood from his mouth, dad looked at me with a smile that he always gave me since my mother left us because of his illness, "mery, you are okay dear" he said, i can't say "anything just transfixed to see father covered in smoke, "mery must grow into a strong person, see this world with that view u, remember dear dad's heart will continue to be yours always with you and will continue to help you, ouhk ....... this is a shame to take this only this is what daddy can give to this only father's son and this is my father's memory for you dear " , he also took out something in the form of a musical instrument and had a binder on one side and he also held it in my hand, "now run dear, look for your way, live dear, go now" said father while establishing me and told me to go, "father ... "I said to myself as I straightened my heart and step to keep running, without looking back a bit under the smoke collection.

Run without seeing where I directed my foot to run.