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january 23,1968
i ran through the jungle dodging vietcong fire as it whizzed past my ear i did not fear death but i did at the same time i was all alone running for my hill #325 my whole patrol was killed just fearing i wouldnt be blown to bits as my seargent and squad was i moored their death but could not worry now even though the rage filled within me i would get revenge but not today then suddenly i changed my mined and turned around and shot them without mercey they suicide bobmbed my freinds and squad i completely wasted them as my seargent would say and finished my day with a long walk back to base
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