[WP] The year is 2142. Mars has officially been terraformed and is in the middle of a violent war with Earth. Describe the everyday life of a Martian soldier.

Journal.September.56th. 2142. McRodgers, Josh.

I guess I just wish that people could be more honest with each other. It’s pretty difficult to pretend that we don’t have anyone we care about on the other side. Earth. What a fucking joke; they made us…now they hate us? Fuck this gore and blasphemy. Three days ago I watched Yesho jump on a flash grenade to save our platoon. Fuck this stupid fucking war. He was the funny guy…you know right? That guy that has those small insecurities but loves life like a mother fucker. So vibrant…and so fucking dead.

I hate this place. I hate everything about it; but I couldn't hate my people any more than I hate the fucking place we came from…Earth? Yeah, fuck Earth…that place is cutting off their fucking nose to spite their fucking face, they’ll see it one day! They have no idea. Life is more important here; richer, I guess? The systems on Mars are equal- we’re all the same, despite our skin. I don’t really know what “socioeconomic” means. I do know that my great - great grand dad is a terrestrial, though. I am part Earthen. I hide it, oh dear Sophia, do I hide it. My friends would quickly become my enemies if they knew. Mother Earth? Yeah, fuck, she’s my mother too. I would have loved her and not stripped her bare like Earthen fucks.

I wish I was sane...or at least, I wish that I had never cared. I kind of didn’t at first, but the money was too good! The government was handing out scholarships for education in exchange for military service. Problem is, they may have given me too much…I think that I have been so educated that I no longer believe in this war. I am sitting here crouched in the closet that my superiors call “barracks.” My back is against the door, because someone is trying to kick it in. They found my blog….they now know everything. To anyone who sees this: please...stop the

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