mrpeas

my family and friends seem to be asking the same question... "Why are you moving?" I thought maybe people who think a little would realize that I'm 25 years old, I'm married to a United States soldier- the most beautiful girl I know ;P, and we will probably be moving a lot especially after my four years in the Marines. We have been talking about...
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That day; one of many that seemed like any other was changed with a single site of fragile innocence. It was mid-day in Iraq our mission was to find and destroy any insurgent activity in the area The area was greener than anything I had ever seen; lots of palm trees and high greenery that made it almost impossible for me to see ahead. The...
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The first thing I could remember was Lameyer's curdled call for help, only three feet behind me. His blood and voice brought me back to the moment. Arentz ran up to me and Told me to get on the radio and tell cp we had been hit by an IED. Still Laying on the ground not sure if i; myself had even had shrapnel in...
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He sits on the four legged stool at the bar; His hat is imprinted with bright yellow letters and stained with the salt of past years, not close to the sweat he let run in combat, but this will do. His vain tethered hand grips the glass tightly and shakes very little over the perspiring water droplets of the dark poison. His eyes are half...
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One particular morning I was tasked by drill instructor Castaneda to wash a certain toilet. "Scrub it tell Chow Bitch, or tell I say otherwise!" He tells me before he straitens himself up and screams "WHHHAAA!" and chases another recruit down the hall. I ended up scrubbing every inch of that bowl, it must have been the shiniest bowl I have ever seen. I mean,...
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