[ WP ] `` Mom , you do n't have to pretend . I know that war is n't real . ''

`` Mom, you do n't have to pretend. I know that war is n't real.'' I said, finally cracking the code hidden from the populous for as long as human existence. She was surprised, `` I knew somebody would eventually find out, but I never expected it to be my son...'' she exclaimed, reading through her confidential notes for the day. I can still remember when she first got the job,'Chief Secretary of Military Affairs' we both had to sign a handful of waivers, contracts to never speak of the secrets we knew. 
 
 `` But why,'' I asked, `` To keep the people on their edge?'' 
 `` No,'' She retorted, in a more quiet tone than before `` Think about it... without wars, without disease, without horror, the world would be overpopulated... it would only worse than before. It's a clever plan!'' 
 Somehow, I felt like I always knew, it's not in human nature to kill another but at the same time, I was horrified, knowing all of those people killed, scarred and affected were all just for some'clever plan'. 
 
 I knew it was time, time to speak out. Time to rebel against the authority, rebel against my family... 
 
 ( NOTE: This is my first story on Writing Prompts, I would love some advice on how to improve! )
