Writing Aftermath: Death in Life

[Jagan]

Working on it still.

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White! I saw a white light just before i felt the hard, cold ground hit me. It was as if time had frozen like an icy lake. I never saw it coming. I mean, I never heard the bullet. The docs tried to save me but they weren't able.

Me and the 171st Airborne Ranger Division had gone into Iraq(!!!) to protect our people there. We ran into some Iraqi soldiers and started an all-out war with Iraq. Wesley, my best buddy in my division, had shot two skinnys* and kept look out for me.

I lied and said I was 18 when I was really only 16 to get in. We were taking heavy fire when a sniper unloaded hitting me in the chest five times and the head once. I was lucky to survive to the hospital like I was. I knew Wes must be in real pain right now. I gave him my death note*. He had to tell my family and Katy.

Even though I was dead, I could still feel alive. "Poor Katy. Tall, slender, pretty Katy would never get to wear that beautiful wedding gown she had picked out. We were going to get married in 2 months, 16 days, and 12 hours. Why did it have to be me? If James would have laid some cover fire, we could have gotten out of there alive. Nothing flt diferent but everthing was not right. No one noticed me. I felt as if I had died. Then I realized, I had died.