J4ckcass
04-03-2008, 05:52 PM
"Shoot, Damn it!"
I finally opened my eyes when the boat hit the ocean's shore. At least one hundred soldiers were already down; I finally got myself dug in as I watched the bloody waves take the dead off into the sea. I scanned along the beach to notice barb wires and dragon teeth were lied out by the enemy days before. I can hear my cornel yelling at the scared soldiers behind me. I sat and watched as all the soldiers advanced onto the beach, only to get stopped in their tracks by the enemy's artillery. P-51 mustangs were flying above, dropping their bombs on top of the enemies bases. The brutal firing of the Nazis kept the American soldiers down on their backs. I heard the Cornel yell again, "Shoot, Damn it!"
I turned around to see the Cornel was yelling at me. At that time, I took my gun, aimed it at the bunkers, and before I knew it I was hit in my shoulder by a single bullet. The impact knocked me onto my back, and everything turned dark.
Mac! Mac!
My brother, Nick, was running from behind trying to catch up with me. I was from a little town in Washington and was living with my mom and brother at the time. I decided to enlist into the army on my 18th birthday, because I was proud of this country and I thought I would show by enlisting. When World War Two broke out in Europe; I knew I was going to go and my dream was to be an American Hero. Nick finally caught up with me at the bus stop. "You know you don't have to do this," he cried, "We need you here in Washington. We need you here at home."
"I know," I pointed out, "but this is something I got to do; this is my dream. There is a war going on in Europe, and I need to be there. I promise you I'll be back."
"But what if you don't Mac? This family needs you to be here. I don't know what this family would do without you. Mom would be devastated if you would to die."
I could tell Nick really cared about me. A smile broke across my face and I looked straight at him, "I promise you I will be back after this is all over."
"I need a medic!"
I came back to reality and found that someone was dragging me out of danger. He took me to a hole that was made by a bomb minutes before. "I need a damn medic over here now!" he yelled once again.
I notice the intensity of the battle was still raging on. Bullets were flying threw the air hitting the innocent soldiers. It was getting harder for me to breath, and the wound was still bleeding fierce fully. I pushed my hand on my shoulder to slow down the bleeding. I looked up to the soldier and at that moment I found some of my brother in this soldier. He reminded me of what things were like back at home before this mess. "Don't worry soldier," he yelled to me "I'm going to get you out of this. You're going to survive this hell. I promise you," and he took off into the battle to search for a medic.
Olivia rolled besides me and rested her hand onto my chest. It was about mid-afternoon and I was leaving for the war in two days. I knew this was going to be the last time I saw Olivia before I left, and there was something I had to tell her before I left. I curled up closer to her and whispered in her ear, "I want you to know I love you Olivia and I think we should get married when I come back."
Olivia looked up to me in shock and I continued, "We've been together for two years now, and you're the one I want to start a family with; the one I want to spend the rest of my life with."
Olivia continued to stare at me in shock. I could tell from the way her face lightened up that she was going to say yes to my question. Tears were coming down her face and as she wiped them away she whispered in my ear, "When you come back from the war, I will be here waiting for you to marry me."
I woke up from my dream when a grenade was launched about a few yards from where I was laying. The first thing I saw was a medic running towards the enemies' bunkers, but he was much too far to notice me. I tried yelling for him, but there was no chance of him hearing me. I was sitting there staring out into the English Channel. Leaving the war, the pain I was in, and the thought of death behind me for that few seconds. I thought to myself the promises I made to the people I love. Knowing the fact I could never see them again. I couldn't bare the thought of it. Another minute or two went by, and I started to doze off into the sea that brought me here. The sea that brought me to my pain. The sea that brought me into my beloved memories. Before I knew it, I was lost into the sea once again.
Note: It didnt come out like i wrote cuz of the forums, once again im sorry for that. But here is my second short story i have written, and if you cant tell im a big history guy...Enjoy and let me know what you think.
I finally opened my eyes when the boat hit the ocean's shore. At least one hundred soldiers were already down; I finally got myself dug in as I watched the bloody waves take the dead off into the sea. I scanned along the beach to notice barb wires and dragon teeth were lied out by the enemy days before. I can hear my cornel yelling at the scared soldiers behind me. I sat and watched as all the soldiers advanced onto the beach, only to get stopped in their tracks by the enemy's artillery. P-51 mustangs were flying above, dropping their bombs on top of the enemies bases. The brutal firing of the Nazis kept the American soldiers down on their backs. I heard the Cornel yell again, "Shoot, Damn it!"
I turned around to see the Cornel was yelling at me. At that time, I took my gun, aimed it at the bunkers, and before I knew it I was hit in my shoulder by a single bullet. The impact knocked me onto my back, and everything turned dark.
Mac! Mac!
My brother, Nick, was running from behind trying to catch up with me. I was from a little town in Washington and was living with my mom and brother at the time. I decided to enlist into the army on my 18th birthday, because I was proud of this country and I thought I would show by enlisting. When World War Two broke out in Europe; I knew I was going to go and my dream was to be an American Hero. Nick finally caught up with me at the bus stop. "You know you don't have to do this," he cried, "We need you here in Washington. We need you here at home."
"I know," I pointed out, "but this is something I got to do; this is my dream. There is a war going on in Europe, and I need to be there. I promise you I'll be back."
"But what if you don't Mac? This family needs you to be here. I don't know what this family would do without you. Mom would be devastated if you would to die."
I could tell Nick really cared about me. A smile broke across my face and I looked straight at him, "I promise you I will be back after this is all over."
"I need a medic!"
I came back to reality and found that someone was dragging me out of danger. He took me to a hole that was made by a bomb minutes before. "I need a damn medic over here now!" he yelled once again.
I notice the intensity of the battle was still raging on. Bullets were flying threw the air hitting the innocent soldiers. It was getting harder for me to breath, and the wound was still bleeding fierce fully. I pushed my hand on my shoulder to slow down the bleeding. I looked up to the soldier and at that moment I found some of my brother in this soldier. He reminded me of what things were like back at home before this mess. "Don't worry soldier," he yelled to me "I'm going to get you out of this. You're going to survive this hell. I promise you," and he took off into the battle to search for a medic.
Olivia rolled besides me and rested her hand onto my chest. It was about mid-afternoon and I was leaving for the war in two days. I knew this was going to be the last time I saw Olivia before I left, and there was something I had to tell her before I left. I curled up closer to her and whispered in her ear, "I want you to know I love you Olivia and I think we should get married when I come back."
Olivia looked up to me in shock and I continued, "We've been together for two years now, and you're the one I want to start a family with; the one I want to spend the rest of my life with."
Olivia continued to stare at me in shock. I could tell from the way her face lightened up that she was going to say yes to my question. Tears were coming down her face and as she wiped them away she whispered in my ear, "When you come back from the war, I will be here waiting for you to marry me."
I woke up from my dream when a grenade was launched about a few yards from where I was laying. The first thing I saw was a medic running towards the enemies' bunkers, but he was much too far to notice me. I tried yelling for him, but there was no chance of him hearing me. I was sitting there staring out into the English Channel. Leaving the war, the pain I was in, and the thought of death behind me for that few seconds. I thought to myself the promises I made to the people I love. Knowing the fact I could never see them again. I couldn't bare the thought of it. Another minute or two went by, and I started to doze off into the sea that brought me here. The sea that brought me to my pain. The sea that brought me into my beloved memories. Before I knew it, I was lost into the sea once again.
Note: It didnt come out like i wrote cuz of the forums, once again im sorry for that. But here is my second short story i have written, and if you cant tell im a big history guy...Enjoy and let me know what you think.