By Janita Rosado, age 11
How would you feel if someone you knew was going very far away to another country, waiting for someone to maybe attack them? You’d be scared, wouldn’t you? That’s how I feel every day of my life when I think of my uncle who is fighting in Iraq. Knowing someone who left to fight in the war in Iraq makes me heartbroken and worried.
It all started when I was 8, and I heard from my mom that my uncle was going to Iraq. At first, I wasn’t sad. But then when I went to my afterschool, I started crying.
You would know how I felt if any of your relatives went to war. I saw my uncle on TV once over Christmas, wishing us a Merry Christmas. He was very sad, and so was I. He really misses us.
I don’t know why we have wars. I don’t know why people choose to become soldiers and risk their lives. I don’t know why this is the way problems have to be settled. There are other ways! I hate it. I wish wars never existed and that my uncle had never wanted to become a Marine. Even though I think he’s safe, I still miss him.