Creative Writing Debate

Not Alone BigSky Chapter One: The Fall of a Superpower What began as another Spring morning was a day that would change the course of history forever. It was the year 2015, and President Obama had finalized his two major reforms. Using executive orders, he bypassed the Supreme Court, as well as congress, and passed the Gun-Control bill, as well as the Home-Front bill. The latter banned all assault rifles, shotguns, many hunting rifles, and many higher caliber pistols. The second brought home all over seas troops, and I'll admit, it was an emotional day. Families across the country were united, and for a while, most people were content. The gun ban wasn't popular, but the government paid good money for them, and so many people just let their freedoms evaporate. After about 6 months, 30% of the gun owning population still hadn't sold their guns back, and that's where this story begins. After a final warning, ignored by many, President Obama began his assault on the owners. Sending Army Rangers into homes, firefights could be heard nationwide. The gun owners were no match for the army, but they fought with heart. After roughly 800,000 casulaties, many remaining gun owners gave in, handing over their arms, and returning to their homes. My father was one of those who refused to comply, and is now in a better place. The loss shook my family, but it was to be shaken even worse. One December 23rd, 2015, Russian submarines torpedoed and sank three major American air craft carriers. Their intentions unknown, Obama reluctantly signed the declaration of war with Russia. My brother had enlisted, and he went overseas to fight for what freedom America still had. "Why did he go?" I would ask my mother. "Because he has to." She would always reply. I sat by my window every night, praying he would come home safely. Then, on April 13th of the next year, we heard the bombings. Running outside, we saw the sky full of smoke, jets boomed across the blue canvas, and atrillery shells exploded everywhere. My neighbor ran across to our lawn to meet us. "Hey, hey... Did you guys see that? It's like Red Dawn, or something!" I was only 15, at the time, but I had seen my fair share of movies. "The Russians are doing this?" I asked. "That's what the news said." He replied. I looked back up at the sky, it was horrible,but also the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. "Sure would help if we still has our guns, wouldn't it?" I nodded, how would we possibly defend oursleves? Just then, out of sheer irony, my neighbors house exploded with such force that it pushed us both to the ground. He looked at it, shocked. "Wha-wha-what the hell?!?" He screamed. "I just-I jus... I just hooked up my new X-Box!" I looked at him with a annoyed expression. "What?" He yelled, "Your house didn't just get blown to hell!" We ran into my house, grabbed some food, and ran back into the street. "Why would they want to invade, I mean, what did we do?" I yelled. "Like a rifle behind every balde of grass.." he muttered. "What?" I asked. "There was a Japanese Commander back in World War II, he said that it would be stupid to invade America because it was like there was a rifle behind every blade of grass... I guess that the Reds are taking this as an opportunity to hit us while we're down. No guns, what was Washington thinking?" I looked down at my feet, wishing my brother was here, I felt a tear in my eye. "Hey, hey, hey!" he yelled. "You see what's going on? The world has gone to sh*t! This is no time for crying, understand me? Now where is your mom?" I took a deep breath , and looked at him. "I don't know, she should be here." I looked back at the sky. "Well, whatever is going down, we have to be ready for it. You're a soldier now, we don't have time for crying, understand?" I nodded. "Good, let's go downtown, we'll figure out more of what's happening. "We got into his car, and started to drive. "World War 3..." He said. "Sh*t."