I never really thought aliens existed.
while growing up. I was the kinda kid who enjoyed looking at deep space with my eyes and this habit, I remembered was addictive.
my mom always went on night shifts.
in my mind I always wondered what was in space. were they just galaxies and planets and were they inhabited by population of a different kind of beings that were not of the human race.
my father did not live long.
as a matter of fact. he had passed away while I was little.
his death ment that she had to work over time everytime. she wasn't around much while I was growing up.
we lived in haven. that was the town I grew up in.
it was not a bad town because it was peaceful enough to live in.
that was until they came.
the alien invaders.
at first. it seemed like an invasion but they actually came for me.