The next day I woke with no belief that I was still alive. I didn't know where was I going to go because that one guard saw my face and I am pretty sure he knows who I am now. I had to disguise myself but I didn't know how. Except for shaving my hair. My beautiful, beautiful hair. I didn't want to cut my hair but I had no choice to. It was the only way I was going to live and not be eliminated or die in whatever way the army men kill you if you disobey their rules. Of course I didn't trust Zachary to cut my hair because we were buds and buds jack with each other. I didn't trust Frederick that much either because I didn't know him that much but he was the adult so I made him get it. He was really worried that he was going to hurt me but then …show more content…
we went on cutting my hair anyway. “OUCH!” I yelled madly. I touched my ear with my hand and when I looked down I saw blood. I started hyperventilating in worry. “Did you just cut me?”I asked him. “Yeah, but it was an accident,” he told me. “I only cut the tip of your ear.” “Only the tip of my ear ok,” For the next 30 minutes I was really mad at him but he honestly did a pretty good job on cutting my hair. He also got some black ink and dyed parts of it. My hair looked like a marble and I thought it was pretty cool. When I went to show Jacob and Zachary they started laughing at me. And it made me feel pretty insecure about my new hair look but I got used to them all making fun of me. Well except for Frederick. He is the one who did my hair and he thought it was on point. At lunch everyday he would brag about how good he cut my hair and people looked at him as if he was 3, because even though my hair looked cool it also looked so stupid at the same time. He was the only one who defended me and if someone did make fun of me he would act a lot different. It just randomly seemed like he had a bad side and he is not just the person you'd think he is. His face would become very red and he would growl as if he was a crazy animal.
It wasn't until he started to make weird noises I was that worried about him. But everyday I just stayed my little distance away from him and everything was just fine for me. We all had our first battle training after being there for a few weeks. We got to wear these cool suits but they didn't have that much protection so it was dangerous to go fight if it was a serious situation. The army people teached us how to shoot guns and defend ourselves in a real life emergency. They had a girl class and a boy class. Of course the boys class was more advanced and we had to do a lot more physical activities than the girls but that just meant we were stronger, and had more physical ability. Girls could do a lot but boys can do more. Think of it as broccoli and cake, at a birthday party. Boys are the cake and girls are the broccoli. The boys will obviously overrule the broccoli. Even the younger boys had to do the same thing as we did but they didn't get yelled at as much. So many people were crying because it literally felt like they were training us to go fight ISIS but we were just innocent children who wanted to live a life like a normal kid or teenager would. Everyday the training got harder and harder, and I thought only girls were …show more content…
the only ones who really cried out until I saw Frederick laying down on his bed with his face shoved into his pillow. And that scared me or life seeing an old hag acting that way. I have seen a lot of tears coming from girls in a lifetime but never from a boy. Having a life like this for this long was starting to make me stressed out. We did the same exact thing everyday. We woke up, took showers, ate breakfast, trained, ate lunch, trained, ate dinner, trained, took another shower, and then we finally went to bet. And if they caught our lights on after 10:30 they would come and threaten to beat us up. It was a nightmare you would never awaken from. My life was horrible and I just wanted to die. I missed mom and dad and I wanted to see them again. I was watching the TV during our 15 minute lunch and the news was on. The hot hot news lady said "The sun has grown almost 1/4 of its size since the beginning of the year and it is continuing to grow outrageously large." Everyone was starting to get worried around camp but everything turned out fine. Since it was getting hotter though the army chief made us train in hotter weather and it was terrible. It felt like I had heat stroke. One day the general gathered us all together and had a long conversation with us on why they were doing this to us and why everything was happening that was happening. He said his speech that read: “OK, we have gathered here before me because I have some bad news and some kinda good news. First I would like to say good job to everyone who has trained their hardest these past few weeks and we hope you go some where in life. If there still is one later. The reason we have been training you so hard is because there has been and extraterrestrial outbreak all around the world and if we don't train to defeat them, the human race might just be wiped out. They have all been doing different bad things to our people around the world already. And they are called The Trigon Force. And there goal is to take over our world and have it for there own community so they are all trying to kill all of us. They have started forest fires, gunned people down, and the worst yet, they are the reason the sun is outgrowing. And we have to stop it. Once you turn 25 you will be shipped of to different parts of the world to go track them down and fight our enemies until there is not one left. We will also be giving you some goggle that will start blinking when one is near by and then flash when they are see able. If you have any questions about anything just ask any of the soldiers, chiefs, or commander around the camp and we hope to stay safe and defeat our enemy. The harder you work the better chance of survival you have of living. So if I were you I would get your but in gear because this is going to be a long ride!” Everyone applauded and the majority of the kids at the camp went to ask questions immidietly.
The first thing I thought about was "what is they separate me and Jacob, then what will I do" I got in line to ask a question but my patience level; was low at the time so I just got out of line and was going to deal with everything tomorrow morning. I was going to make me stay until Jacob turned 25 even if I have to fight for it. I wasn't going to lets some stupid army people separate the love of a family. I was going to fix the problem until the last of me. The next morning I was ready to wake up and I didn't get much sleep because all I could think about is Jacob and I being separated. By the time I got to the line in the main living room of camp, there were still people waiting in the line so I went ahead and got in the line. It only took about 2 hours for me to get to the front of the line. When I got up to the front I confronted the army man. "OK, look I am already 22 and when I turn 25 I do not want to risk my life and my family just for you, so you can sit back and be lazy. No matter what you say. I will not go fight until my 5 year old brother turns 25. OK?" I confronted
him. "look son, I would like to help you out,' He said in a soft voice. "But I am just doing my job and if you really have a problem you can go talk to General Myers, because he is the head leader of the whole army," "Wow, I spent 2 hours in line for nothing, Thanks sooo much,' I exaggerated. If he couldn't tell I was mad at him then he was just about as dumb as a fly, but he could tell and as I was walking away I heard him yell "wait come back, I can help you." I walked back in disbelief hoping that he was really going to help me, but when I got there all he said was "I think I know how to help you." We them stood in complete silence you could hear a pin drop. "So what are you waiting for?" I asked. "Don't just stand there help me," I demanded.
He is a very strong worker, and very dedicated to being in the marines with the U.S military, for World War 2. He is starting to miss his family, and is noticing how hard boot camp is, he thinks to himself how much longer he can put up with this. He reminds me of how hard I work, once I start something I always finish it, and that’s what he does as well. This boy has a lot of fears from his childhood such as swimming, snakes, and sharp objects. Being in the military is changing him not to fear them as much anymore.
I walk into Valley Forge. Winter 1777-78. As I walk in, an overwhelming feeling of emotions comes over me. Sadness, anger, hope, unwillingness, and happiness. I walk in a little bit further and I am greeted with many huts. These huts have no windows and only one door. I decide to peek into one of them and see 12 men inside. The huts are hard to see in because smoke has filled them. From another direction there is many men talking. I walk towards the noise and am surprised to see men sitting around a campfire eating small amounts of food. The men are talking about various things. Some are talking about their family, how they are excited that their duty is almost over, and some of the strong willed patriots who are willing to fight for their country are talking about how they are going to stay longer than they were sent to. As I keep wandering around the camp I find myself at an area with many men. These men are different than the men at the campfire. These men were the unlucky soldiers who had gotten sick. There is a soldier who is crying over another soldiers still body. Again I hear talking but this time it’s about how they need help caring for the sick and the soldiers that want to leave shouldn’t leave so they can help the sick. I shake off what I just witnessed and made the tough decision of staying. I would stay because they would need my help,
As I was waiting in formation for physical training to start, I expected the session would last for about half an hour. As I started the jumping jacks, sit-ups and push-ups. The session kept going for a very long time. I had no idea when it would end. There were five instructors who kept yelling at our platoon of 25 men. They ridiculed and hara...
The blood flows down the stairs of the stage, and even the breeze that blows in my face from beneath the arena is tainted by the smell. The senators remain on stage, even after most of the Imperial party leaves. The senators continue their silence as they circle the body lying on the floor. The purple stripe of the magistrate ’s cloak, an honor to Roman officials, is now a color so darkened by blood that it’s turned black.
middle of paper ... ...beaten, also agreed to stay and fight one last fight before going. home. I am a sassy. They managed to hold off the German advances until help arrived.
Cause our camp area was apparently “dirty” so we have to stay and clean it, and as punishment we have to stay another night. I was angered with him. I wanted to see my little girl and my beautiful wife after all they are gonna be worried that I’m not coming home when the next group is leaving and my group is coming home to their families and I’m not. They would know if I was dead, because their would have to be a war and there wasn’t one I was training to go to war with the Patriots. So I know that I’m not dead. I help clean up “our“ camp. Then I think myself to
There are many families in American history that sent a beloved friend or family member to war and never knew what happened to them. They had no idea if their loved one is one of the many dead soldiers that came back to America. Many of those families who had to suffer did not know what happened to their fellow friend or family member. To honor all the unknown soldiers that gave the greatest sacrifice, their life, a tomb was built in their name. Their life was not the only sacrifice they gave up to protect this country; they also gave up their identities. The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier is not just beautiful in its architecture, but also in the honor that it holds. A guard is placed outside of the tomb 24/7 to protect the fallen. Laying the wreath at the tomb would allow me to show respect for both of my great grandfathers that served at war.
Remember 2 weeks ago when that kid you went to school with that smoked heaps tried to escape through a gap in the fence line and while he was running he got shot? Well, the guards never realised what he was attempting. They thought he was going to make some bomb with whatever he was smoking. They never saw the fence. If we can plan to get you 3 to run and escape through it in the time it takes for the guards to switch patrols, then you just might get out of this hell. I’ve watched the guards near the gap for the last two weeks, and it takes 45 seconds for them to swap. That would be enough time.” My father had planned this all out within a
When I was seventeen I nervously traveled about 350 miles from my sleepy little home town of Freedom, Wyoming to the relatively enormous city of Boise, Idaho to go to the Military Entrance Processing Station. This wasn 't the first time I had been this far from home by myself, but it was the first time I was making adult decisions without my parents involvement. When it came time for me to choose my job in the army the counselors presented me with a long list that I qualified for. I got tired of scrolling and reading so I chose the first job that I actually understood. I returned home and excitedly told my parents that I would be an infantry soldier. My dad 's response to this might be considered a little less than heart warming “You dumb ass. Why didn 't you choose
As I hugged and told my mom, dad, brother and sister bye and journeying off to the great unknown. Well unknown to a fresh out of high school kid who didn’t want to do the same things that his friends in high school were doing which was either working or going to a community college. But as I got off the plane to my surprise, I was just one of probably two to three hundred recruits awaiting further directions. As I was put in a division of about thirty men, the Recruit Division Commander or RDC yelled at us I was thinking to myself and I’m sure many others were thinking too “what did I get myself into?” Before we went to bed all of us had to shave as ordered by the RDC. Now, this wouldn’t have been a big deal if I didn’t grow a semi beard before I left needless to say I came out a bloody mess and went to bed. The next morning the RDC had said “If you fail any part of the test, training, physical test or just goof off you will start over to day one of boot camp!” Not that I wasn’t scared already buy to think I would do this over again would be insane. I knew then that I had to not be such an invert and make a couple of friends to make it through boot camp.
I, Molly Katherine Meyer, would consider it a privilege and an honor if I was able to participate in the wreath laying ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery, at the tomb of the unknown soldier. I personally don’t think I deserve to take part in such a special thing, but I would be humbled if I was able to do such a thing. It would be amazing if I was able to pay my respect to this hero and the thousands of heroes he represents.
Growing up I was never good in sports but when it came to a video game called “Battlefield” I was untouchable. I remember two years ago I was on a 64 player kill streak and then sadly I lost connection to the server I was so mad that I kicked a huge hole in the wall. I was to scare to tell my dad so I just didn’t say anything it took him a whole year to find out. There are a lot of memories about me and my family but you really only remember the good and the bad ones the rest just fades away.
It was a cool and calm day on the Adriatic Sea which made for a smooth, short ride to the coast of Italy. My squad was getting ready to make our way up to Ortona, which at the time was heavily fortified German ground. We had a couple minor fights along the way but it was pretty easy getting through to Ortona. I had a couple of close friends in my squad, but there’s always that one person that you don't necessarily like. In fact, they bug the heck out of you, but you have to get along with them for the greater good. Well, that’s Jimmy, I just couldn’t stand him, and whether it was his attitude or his voice I just don’t know. My close friends were Jo and Sully; we were the three musketeers of the troop, all from P.E.I., and we joined the army at age 18. The preceding two months were a blur when I was with them as we slowly moved toward the Germans, led by Lieutenant Connors.
I awoke from a dream. A dream so realistic that I had no idea if it was real or fake. I had to grasp reality, as my alarm clock buzzed with anger as if it was mad as well, for it wanted to know the answer too. My mind was so mixed up and the screaming voice of my sister yelling at me to get ready for school was not helping. I had to make a choice. A choice of life or death. A choice of , was it true or not, did my best friend get dumped by her boyfriend of two years and I picked the choice of yes.
One thing that I never thought about is how it would be sad to leave my parents. At the end of the ceremony, deep in my heart I felt very sad. I looked at my parents and when I saw my mother was crying I felt like my heart would burst. I realized that starting tomorrow I was going to be without my mother. I thought how it would be hard to say goodbye to the home where I grew up in.