Encouraging links between students and school staff around the globe
The war was no one's fault. It started over something small, the way wars often do – a misunderstanding that grew and grew until powerful men in serious suits had no choice but to make an impossible decision and people began to die. By the time it was over, there were more dead than alive and everything was broken, including our spirit.
The ones who were left – us – started to pick up the pieces. Food and shelter were our first priorities: within our splintered communities, we put roofs on bombed out buildings and cleared the land to plant vegetables where we could. Then came communication and that's when we grasped how bad it was, because it wasn't just us who'd been badly hit. It was everyone. And in time we would come to realise that the war had done more than just shatter our world. It had created Them.
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