"A Strong Nation" by 3ssej_

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All you could hear were the bangs of bombs, the screams of terrorism. All the sound of a war, that would soon produce a nation.
I woke up, wiping the dust off my pants. There was no one in sight. Then a figure. No two figures appeared. We came together

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and walked, like a ball of clay rolling over many little balls of clay, picking up people until we had a small group of about 6. I stood up, nervous of what they would think. Thinking back to my old life, saying things, and being put down.

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"Now I know that you are probably depressed, because all of your stuff is gone, and your family is most likely dead, but to survive, we must see the bright side. We must build from the ground up" I said, studdering a little as I spoke.

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"We must see this rubbel as a city. A nation. We must teach people, to be kind. We must pass our memories down from generation to generation. We musn't let the memories of our society die. We must build"
And we did. We built. Generation to generation

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a city. No a nation formed. We grew food, We tought our children to be anything they wanted to be. To build. To work with what they had. To have fun.

That nation was
Vindex Nation

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Dedicated to: The hard workers of Vindex.
By: 3ssej_