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Blood in The Air
We all die sometime. Whether you die from old age, or from stepping in the wrong spot. Many wish they could die that death. And I am about to tell you about these people. My name is Gerald Winfred, and this is my story.
I leaned over the side of the boat and wretched. I gasped for air, as the boat once again rocked to the right, and the water wetted us all to the bone. I looked at how the other men were handling it. A young man had peed himself, and it was seeping through his pant leg. We all knew there was almost no chance of survival. Once the gates dropped, two thirds of us would be gunned down before we even set foot on the beach. “Get ready!!!” I heard someone scream. Somebody suddenly broke out in to prayer, and was shedding tears faster than I could breathe. “BE READY!!!” I heard another voice scream. My heart was beating louder than the cries of the men. I felt it would simply rip through my chest. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, AND THUMP. Suddenly I heard the boat creaking and somebody shouted “OPEN THE GATE!!!” The gate flew down and landed with a thump. Before I could take a breath, the first bullet struck. Then it was just a wave of bullets. Two by two, our men fell to the ground, making an awful squishing sound as they landed. The sound was horrifying, a mix of bullets flying by, the screams of young men, and the waves hitting the boat. I pushed my way through the men and jumped into the water. There were bullets all around me, missing me by an inch each time. I opened my eyes. This was not water. I was swimming in pure blood. There were bodies all around me, still clutching there guns. I crawled onto the beach, gasping for air. The first sound I heard was a horrifying shriek, and then BOOM! I looked around at the faces of my comrades, deafened by the explosion. This battle was no longer about pride, but purely about surviving. I crawled up the beach, dazed and confused. A comrade came running towards my and grabbed my arm and started dragging me. He was yelling something…”GET ON YOUR FEE…”That’s all he got to say before his body was torn apart from those machine guns. I screamed in horror, holding his tongue in my left hand. Two men ran out and heaved me onto there shoulders. I was still screaming, my hand still gripped tight on the forgotten body part. Just then the man who was carrying my right side was stricken by the bullet storm. The man on my right dropped to the ground and covered his head with his helmet. I automatically did the same, holding the helmet to my head. “GO!” the man suddenly screamed, I got up and raced to cover, bullets going so close to me, I could feel the air against my skin. Once I got there, I looked at the other men lying in cover. There were about twelve, all of them young, like me. “I NEED SUPPORTING FIRE!!!” screamed one of the men, rapidly shooting his gun. I gripped my gun and shot randomly towards the stream of bullets, hoping not to get my head taken off. I roared in pure fear and determination, although it sounded like a boy's pettish cry. My finger was locked on the trigger, and it had a mind of its own. A man was telling me to get my head down, but I didn’t listen, I was too determined. “FOR MY FAMILY, FOR MY COMRADES, AND FOR AMERICA!!!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face. One of the men grabbed me and pushed me to the ground. “GOD ****** MAN, LISTEN TO ME WHEN I TELL YOU TO KEEP YOUR **** HEAD DOWN!!!” he screamed in my face. I started bawling, “I don’t want to die…” I cried, laying my head down on the sand. The man grabbed me again, and looked me in the eyes. “We are heroes, men who will change the world forever, men who are meant to live. If God planned on killing you, He would have back there.” He said, pointing to the thousands of bodies on the beach. “You need to be strong now, for your country. You are one man, who can change the world. Don’t give up now. Let’s make a dent in these god ****** *******'s *****.”
(This was written by me, please give feedback. I blanked out the swear words xD. If you dont like it, please dont be to cruel about it. If you like it, thanks :P.)
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Moar fewl!!!
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(Im 2 tired tonight, and cant think straight. I might tommorow though. this took me about an hour. xD) |
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best....story....EVER!! SO MUCH DRRAMA SO MUCH ACTION SO MUCH CONNECTION! MORE!!! |
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(Alright, i gotta do a little more research.) |
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mewzakuraJoin Date: 2008-07-21
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omg I love it!! this story describes the horror of war almost perfectly! |
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[Chants with my minions]
"More... More... More... Moore.... Mooooore.... MOAR!!!"
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(I promise to write more soon) |
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OinksterJoin Date: 2008-04-09
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(People I need more feedback!) |
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MOAR FEEEEED BAAAAAAAACK!!!!!
'Sides, I want to know if he dies or not! |
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(Lol, yah, it took me a while to write that part because I researched, read, looked up writing strategies, and all that. I just want you to know that I started work on CHAPTER 2: A Fallen Soldier. Hope you like my writing) |
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Chapter 2: Fallen Soldier
I looked the man in the eyes. Although it was hard to take my eyes off the battlefield. "What do I do next?" I asked, a bullet hitting my helmet. "For one, keep your **** head down!" He yelled, pushing me to the sand once again. "And for two, take care of the injured soldiers." He yelled, trying to talk over the sound of bullets hitting flesh. He crawled over to a young man who was screaming and missing a leg. "Take care of this man! Dont let him pass, and if he does, take his ammunition!" He yelled over the screaming. I looked covered the leg with my hands, and ripped off part of his shirt. I quickly tied it around his leg. "AGHH AHHH, IM GONNA DIE OH MY GOD IM GONNA DIE AHH HELP ME IM A GONER IM GONNA DIE!!!!" He repeated over and over. "YOUR NOT GOING TO DIE!!" I screamed, snipping some of the skin. He screamed louder. He looked at his leg and screamed even louder, crying more than ive ever seen a man. I started crying too. "DONT LOOK AT IT....Your not going to die...!" I sobbed, knowing he was not going to make it. I started taking his ammo. "GOD NOOO AHHHGG AGGHHH STOP NO PLEASE STAY WITH ME PLE-" He was then struck my a bullet. "****" I screamed, getting to the ground. A bullet struck my helmet, and went through the other side, trimming my hair. I screamed, crawling the fastest I could. I got back to cover, looking over the battlefield. I looked at all the men...Al of of them had been shot in the head. Others, brutal deaths. Guts hanging out, legs hanging by a single vein, arms blown off, any horrible way to die was on this battlefield. All the mother's that would not be celebrating the day there son got home. Fathers reduced to tears. My mind went blank, and I thought of my own mother. The way she would hum in the kitchen. The way she would tuck me in before I dreamed of happy things. I had to make it out alive. For my family. I need to survive. "SNAP INTO REALITY!!!" A man screamed in my face. "GOD ****** MAN, IF YOU WANT TO LIVE, ALWAYS BE ALERT!!!" He screamed, narrowly avoiding a bullet. "WHATS YOUR NAME!?!?" He screamed at me. "GERRY!!!" i screamed back, dirt flying in my face from a near explosian. "MINES HENRY!!!" He yelled back, reloading his gun. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the ground blew up beside Henry, blowing off half his arm and leaving little scraps of flesh hanging off. "AHHHHGHGGGGGGHGGHG!!!!!" He screamed, falling to the sand. "NO!!!" I screamed, getting my med kit out. I started my covering the wound. I then started snipping at the loose pieces of flesh. Right when I began, another explosian went off by me, but not close enough to blow anything off. I fell on top of Henry, my ears ringing and eyes closed. When I came back to my senses, Henry was telling me something. "TELL MY MA I LOVE HER, AND TELL MY PA I LOVE HIM TOO, TELL MY BROTHER'S I LO-" Right then he was hit by the bullet stream, sending his brains 10 feet. I lyed down in the sand covered my ears. "I am a hero....I will live....I will change the world..." I whispered to myself, as someones guts splattered on to me. "I love you ma..." I whispered, before standing and charging towards the guns. "I LOVE YOU MA!!!!" I screamed, hoping I would reach the enemy fort. |
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Loving this stuff! Should make a subscribers list!!!
I love this!!! Keep adding :3
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(Thanks. Ill release the second part tomorrow. It takes a while to think up this stuff. Im glad you like it, I have fun writing it. What do you mean by subscribers list? Again, im really happy u like it. :3) |
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terter66Join Date: 2008-08-09
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Forget ze subscribing, IMA BOOK MARK THIS!!! Keep it up!! |
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Dude, this is the most weakest writing i've seen.
Just kidding.
YOUR ROCK. If you ever puplish a real book, Im going to buy it. |
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lilshreckJoin Date: 2010-08-10
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IS THIS TRUE!?!??!?!?!?! |
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mewzakuraJoin Date: 2008-07-21
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its not a true story but this is exactly what war would have looked like back in WWI and WWII |
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OinksterJoin Date: 2008-04-09
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(Yeah this isn't a true story, but the event happened, and this is how I see it. Thanks everyone!) |
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