My name is solider number 5,heck ive been in this army league so long i cant even remember my own name.Im here to tell my story,a story of celebration,of sadness,and of moments so greusome thay wouldnt publish them in any other book.
Now around here there are a ton of fights,they say that the heat gets to ya',but i dont belive that.I thinks its all about one man we call boil,im not sure why we call him that but it has to do with that he makes your blood boil.He is always picking fights with people today it was me.I was normally a peiceful person but that day i snapped,I was reading a note form my wife she told me my son had been killed in another sector in the military division,i cried,i balled my eyes out.That is when boil came in.He was causeing a stir as usual and i ignored him as always.All of a sudden he is up in my face.He grabbed my letter and started to read it."Aww..how sad"he mocked.Then he did the worst thing he could do.He ripped my letter up into a million peices.My heart shaddered into a million peices.Then my eyes burned my heart started beating like a rock band was inside my chest,i grabbed the plate that was sitting in front of me and broke it over his head.The plate shards hit the floor as boil held his head in pain.But that wasnt enough i stomped him over and over until he was wailing for hercy but it was like i was possesed with anger.I grabbed a wooden chair that was nearby and i beaned him in the back with it.By then he was screaming in pain andall the others had ran.Even when the chair was broken i beaned him with two of the legs at one time.That is...until my division sargent,SGT.SHNELLY or SGT.SMELLY as we called him grabbed me by the solider and dragged me across the mess hall floor with my arms still flailing.That is how i was court marshalled.
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