Saint Joseph School

The Rikti have been driven back.
Occasionally they still come in small droves, trying to forcefully take over where they spot weakness.
But, the people of Paragon, be it military personel, civilians,or capes have all been Heroes.
WE have kept them all back. Hopefully we can continue to do so.


Kali sat on her bed ,feet tucked in under her ,as she wrote the letter to her mother.
She felt kind of funny writting this.
It wasn't the kind of letter she normally wrote.


It amazes me when I witness so many people come together like they do when the raids happen.
It scares me too.
Not just the Rikti, I mean...
The actions of us also.
I know we have to do whatever it takes to keep them away, to drive them back.
But, sometimes, the things I feel from the people around me.
The hatred, the fear, the large mix of emotions.
Sometimes I wonder how I can keep them all seperated and tell who and how I am supposed to heal, or help.
Sometimes I find myself so overwhelmed by the emotions, I just want to close my eyes and not feel them anymore.
Thats what i did before, when the bombs hit.
I just closed my eyes, and it was all gone.

Last night my friend Billy got a call for help and needed a hand, so a group of us got together to go.
We had to go to this place,I can't really tell you much about it cause you know...
But anyways... it was all going so easy for us, almost too easy you know?
Like they allowed us to get as far as we did.
Like they were testing us?
Maybe watching and studying how we reacted ?
At the end though... no matter what they threw at us we made it . We won.
I did something wrong though.
I was so confident that everything was ok that i ran out ahead of most the others.
It had been such a rush mom. It was like we were unstoppable and nothing could hurt us.
I got out fine and I really thought the others were right behind me.
I never would have ran out if i thought they weren't.
Billy... and a few others got hurt .
I should have been there by them.
They aren't hurt bad or nothing. Everyones ok now but...
what if someone had been hurt really bad?
Someone that i could have helped but got too cocky and ran ahead?
I have alot to learn yet don't I?
Being too confident is almost as bad as closing your eyes and pretending nothing is happening.

Anyways, i gotta go mom. I'll write again soon.

I love you
Kali


Kali framed her name in a pink sparkly gel pen created heart and kissed the bottom of the page.
Folding the paper neatly she slid it into the prepared envelope before slipping into her math book to mail on the way to class.