Red-RazzleBerry If you could see yourself when you were 10 years old and could only say one thing to them what would you say?

"I'd tell myself to run away, to grab Catherine and run away from home," Jack mumbled. David looked up at Jack, concern clear on his face.
"Your father?" David asked, trying to confirm his train of thought.
"Yeah, he was horrible, the things he did to Catherine... he got what he deserved," Jack growled.
"What happened to him?"
"He died, got shot in an alleyway on the way home," Jack replied, smiling in a way that could be seen as unsettling.
"Oh," David whispered.
"What about you David?" Jack asked.
"Me? Oh, well I'd tell myself to stay away from the medical field," David chuckled.
"I thought you enjoyed your work,"
"I do but... honestly I think it's caused too many problems, I'm barely considered a soldier around here," David sighed.
"David, as long as you are in this army, your are a soldier, nothing could change that,"
"Yeah, nothing but my death,"
"Seriously David, you deserve just as much respect as anyone else around here," Jack smiled.
"Thanks..." David mumbled, not really believing him.