My mother, my aunts and uncles take me aside one day. My mother and my father's clan members are crying, but I do not understand what this means. I saw him yesterday. He was sick, but still alive. It doesn't seem real.
Nothing seems real.
I don't know what any of this means. It seems like yesterday, I was playing with my friends. It is now Fall. It seems like forever since I was clean. The stockade is nothing but mud.