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Today, I saw what the Monitors are capable of. I tried to tell the Lower Ward command here is Sector 9. They refused to listen and acted as if I was out of my mind. All that they would do is insist that the Monitors are peaceful and have never harmed anyone. I am hoping that I can find someone here who will listen. If they won’t defend us, then we will have to defend ourselves. The Monitors are not peaceful. They only lie dormant, waiting for a command.

I remember when I was a child, my mother would sing around the house. She was an amazing singer with a beautiful voice. Even if she sounded awful, she was still my mother. Needless to say, I was needlessly biased. I love my mother now in death, I can still hear her voice across the house out of the back door on McKinley. A boy from a town in which everyone you meet is probably just passing through. FT. Sill is located just North of the city of Lawton, Oklahoma. An artillery base that brings in many military families that may end up staying a year or five to forever. I would be asked later in life what brought me to Lawton. The man looked downright sympathetic to my plight, I tried not to take offense. Not everyone finds that part of the country as beautiful as I do. I love that town. No matter where I go, I will always be proud of my hometown. Why wouldn’t I be? My mama is from there.