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’we train our SONS to be soldiers and our daughters to be LEADERS.’
she repeats the words again & again for a long time, weighing them up & thinking them through. sometimes she does not feel as though she is being trained to be a LEADER but as a SOLDIER. hands that were once soft & gentle have long since become rough & are now littered with blisters & scars. she can feel the the shreds of her innocence fade with each day that passes & each new horror she learns of. she thinks it’s a gift though. her old self was so scared & naive; unaware of what was being hidden from her for so long
and now she knows. she understands why her father has so many guns & why he looks at the last few remaining hales with so much hate. perhaps she does not agree with all of his opinions, but she certainly understands. she doesn’t think she will ever be able to look at scott the way she used to; doesn’t think she’ll ever pick up her bow & draw an arrow again without thinking of an actual living thing in place of a target board.
many a time has she wondered if this is what happened to KATE; wonders if her aunt used to be innocent & sweet, wearing pretty dresses & smiling at cute boys. perhaps, she thinks, but the only difference between herself & her aunt is that she refuses to end up like her bitter & lonely. dying because she hurt so many people instead of PROTECTING them. much like her old self, being protected by her father, you must protect those who cannot protect themselves.