As I sat in the jeep I thought on how my pilots were doing. I always thought back on my piloting whenever I was done with a mission. This is my first time ever going down out of five missions I’ve done. I can’t believe I went down on such an easy mission. As we hit a bump we heard gunfire. The jeep stopped suddenly. We all got out and checked the area with our eyes. Our guns were pointed forwards ready to engage. I heard the voice of screaming. We all got out and rushed towards the screaming. We looked and were stunned to see our general shot out by a sniper. Then another sound of a bullet piercing the skin of a victim was heard. We all took cover behind tanks, trees, anything we could get behind of. I got behind a Sherman with three other soldiers. I took a breath and looked. There was a two-story house with an open window and someone was peering out of it. Then the man next to the man next to the man next to me was shot. The bullet tore into his chest and you could hear it go in. I was stunned I couldn’t move a muscle. Then the man next to me was shot. This time the bullet went through his chest and out the other side and hit the metal of the tank. I knew where he was now. I moved and heard another shot go off and hit the metal behind me. As I got up on the tank he made another shot and hit another soldier. But then there were more shots. Infantry came storming out of the house one by one each shooting shots as they came out. We all opened fired and then in an instant there was an explosion. I took out my binoculars and noticed a Tiger tank. It fired another shot at a group of infantry. The infantry flew up in the air and smacked back down to the ground. The sniper was still taking shots. A soldier was going over to the tank with demolition charges. He needed cover so I ran with him and took out my pistol. I shot everyone that came in sight. Shots were hitting the ground and making the dirt fly up. The Tiger even fired a shot that went right past us I could hear the roar of that shot as it hit a Sherman. We ran and ran and dodged shots every second. My pistol was out of ammo so I tossed it. The machinegun on Tiger was now firing at us. That made more shots to dodge from. We finally reached the tank and he was soon setting up the charges. While he was doing that I wanted to kill as much infantry in that tank as I could. A Nazi popped out of the hatch I shot him and took out a grenade. I pitched that grenade straight into the hatch and got down. I heard the explosion and following that were screams. He set the charges and we ran back towards the Sherman’s. We had 30 seconds before it would go off. As we were running and dodging shots I heard a whiz and a sudden pain in my neck. I fell down shaking around. I thought back on the day when I was 13 and I had an accident and following that I had a seizure. I was now shaking in a miniature puddle of blood. I didn’t know if I was hit by a fast moving rock or I was hallucinating. I felt another pain this time to my lower back. Still shaking I felt arms pull me in. I didn’t know where I was going I couldn’t remember where I was or what I was doing to deserve this. I can’t quite remember what happened. I awoke in pain inside of a medical truck. It hurt worse than when it had first happened. “Where am I and why am I not back on the lines?” “You were shot by sniper up above in that window of the house. When I saw you I didn’t think you’d talk for at least 2 or 3 days but it’s amazing you’re talking this early”. I finally figured out what happened that day in that battle. But I still can’t believe I got 4 Purple Hearts in the hospital. But best of all when I was able to stand up and get into uniform. Later on at the White house I was awarded the Medal of Honor. I received this medal by chasing down that Panther and getting shot a number of times and also getting shot by sniper twice. I was glad I got that reward and I knew I wasn’t going to be the only one in the world who would get a reward like this. But I was still honored and glad. Now I’m in a house in Williamsburg, Georgia. I have a wife and one child. I own my own landing strip and I own a P-51 Mustang. I retired from the Air Force a year ago, and got married to my middle school sweetheart. We only had one child because that’s all we thought we could handle. I named my Mustang Rennerb Irol. Still no one can guess why I named my plane that. Oh and best of all being that I got 4 Purple Hearts I stuck one to the cockpit of my plane, another went to my son and is now in his room, the other one went to my wife as a necklace, and the other one I molded into the wedding ring in which I proposed to my wife. I’m not going to say any names of who my wife is. And the scars I got from the sniper, that big boulder, the shot to the hand, and the shot to the forearm I got tattoos with bullet holes except for the shot to the neck. On that scar I wrote Bullets Do Hurt.

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this hurricane this fuckin storm. another in 6 weeks. i dont care. i dont care. i dont care if this damn thing blows my house away. i dont care if another stronger category 5 comes and rips our house appart. i could care less. i care less. everything is happenin so fast. everything is happenin so slow. its slow and fast at the same time. this hurricane so cool yet so horrific. this house so old yet so young. ive been in this house all my life and i want it and i to die. to go away. be picked up and thrown away to die. die a slow death. sufering under rubble as a pile of debris inside of me chokin me makin me bleed. bleeding. blood. the color of red. red so good, kill such a friendly word. suicide even more friendlier than kill. they seem to be 2 of only few of my friends. i dont get it. the knife. the blade. the scissors so many enemies yet so many friends. they dont understand me. noone understands me. no one does. not even my closests friends understand me completley. noone. how can friends be so cruel sometime. the knife. the blade. the scissors. they all cut they all can kill they all have been used at least once. im sorry for my cuts im sorry for my life im sorry for livin im sorry for meeting brittney im sorry for meetin lori im sorry the trade centers collapse imm happy the trade centers collapsed. it profilled my dream to go into the airforce. im done for now. bye. have a nice life.

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me y am i here? i make no sense in this world. ive done wrong. ive done rite, but it all seems to get me in my future. i was tough in the past. and more emotional now. my emotions get to the best of me and i cry.when i was tough i could hold anything back. now i look back at the past and cry about it. i cant believe i did some of those thing i did. and some of em i can. and some of em i regret it. everyone tells me to forget about the past. but i cant. its too hard. im glad i fell for lori on her first day. made her smile. im sorry i am a convict. or was one. im sorry i stole those cigarettes. im sorry for being a leader a follower complete jackass at times. im sorry ifi said somtin and never did it. im sorry for being ur friends. im glad im ur friend. but sometimes i feel like i shouldnt be. im sorry for makin everyone feel like crap. im sorry for cuttin my leg last nite. im sorry for cuttin my arms in the past. im glad for cuttin my legs last nite. im glad i cut my arms in the past. im glad i stole those cigarettes. im glad im a convict. maybe itll make somtin else out of me. i dont kno wat. im sure it will. a kid in jail maybe? or a kid dead hangin by a belt in a closet. a kid bleedin to death on his water bed. a kid bleedin to death while thinkin of his exes and his friends. a kid on the bed or in the closet ready to cry before they did so. fuck man this kid sure sounds alot like me. oh wait it is me. all those things u read back there r me. how i feel. wat i did. my friends. my sorries. my happiness. theres not much happiness. theres not much pain. but there is sure as hell alot of death. my exes r special to me. and some of em kno and others dont. i think im endin it. so wish me luck and good wishes. i luv u all and especially bryi and lori. bye

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