MY LITTLE BROTHERS

They didn't choose to go there, they weren't born any different than me and you. They weren't born any stronger, they didn't ask to become heroes, celebrities, or even recognizable. 

It was just chance that it was them and not me or you that day. Whether they just woke up to the threat that their families were in danger, if they just happened to be the ones on guard duty that weekend, or if they just so chose to dance for peace while the sun rose on that beautiful morning. 

Not one of them chose this, not one of them chose to be taken.

They are stuck in a horror none of us can ever imagine, even if we tried our hardest. A pain, A darkness no living breathing person can tolerate. 

Just like they didn't choose to be taken, we can not let them decide who gets to come home. 

We need them all, every single last one. Yes, even my little brothers, even if they were taken in uniform and yes, even if they were already dead when they were stolen! 

Every single last one of them. They are a piece of me, they are mine, they are my little brothers.  I will not let anyone get away with leaving any of you behind, not again. Not this time. Not ever again. Never.