Life in the ARMY
You decide to do hurtles. You go to that station, where Tony and Ramón are. Since you are a very fast runner and a high jumper, you use your skills only to improve your skills. You have watched enough Adam-12 episodes to see how Reed and Malloy do their jumps. You watch them over and over again just to practice what they do. You became a much better soldier when you did that. The general announced that we would be doing a ceremony in honor for two, highly skilled soldiers. All of you were very excited. At the ceremony, the general asked Ramón and you to step up beside the general. The general is a three star general by the way. He says, “I hereby declare these two to be promoted. They have served well in the army.” He leans over to us and says, “I’m sure God has approved of my decision.” He announces that you will be a commander, and Ramón will be Sergeant Major. We step down, and as soon as you stepped down, you and Ramón were barely able to breathe. You were crowded. The general said to give us our space. You head back to your apartment, back to studying D-Day. To you, the time seemed to fly. You look at the clock and it’s four o’ six in the morning. You sigh. That means less time to sleep. You think. You walk over to your bed. You take a last glance at your desk, and you go to sleep.
Chapter 2
You get out of bed, and you trudge down to the breakfast table. Again, sitting at the table, was Ramón. “Again?” You ask as you pour a bottle of water on your head. “It’s not me! I keep setting my timer to your time, but it’s always wrong!” You scratch your head. “Well, I can’t say for sure, but I think someone is trying to make you a bad person.” Ramón pounded on the table once. “Traitor!” He yelled. “Or traitors,” you remind him. “That’s not helping,” Ramón says. You make pancakes for you and Ramón. When you offer him some, he just grunts and moves to the next chair. When you eat your share, Tony walks up. “You’re up early.” You say to Tony. “Yeah,” He rubs the back of his neck. “Hey, what’s with Ramón?” You get some decaf coffee. “Uhh… We have some ‘traitors’ here-“ Tony interrupts you. “Traders? I’ll trade my old sofa in a heartbeat!” You roll your eyes. “Not that kind of trader. The other trader!” Tony says, “Oh. That kind of trader.” You nod. “Yup. And we want him, or her, or them, out.” You quickly go back into your apartment, where Josh’s pistol is lying on the door. Josh is sitting there. You point to your door. He says, “Uhh… it’s only temporary!” You order, “Get it off my door, now.” Josh hesitates. “Later!” He zipped off, not taking his pistol with him. You sigh. You kick the pistol off your door and go in. You sit on your bed, and take out your iPhone 6 out of under your bed and text your family to say you hope they’re doing well. You text, Hello, I am doing well, if you were wondering. I hope you are doing the same, and I hope to see you soon. Your son, Finn. You put your iPhone back under the bed, and you get onto studying D-Day. You were studying for about two hours until you heard three gunshots. You grab your rifle and zip down the stairs. You know it’s not shooting practice shots because shooting practice is at three thirty-two, and it’s ten fifty-seven. You see a man on the floor. It’s an enemy scout. Ramón turns to you. “This guy was found snoopin’ around our outpost. We might want to put some patrols around the outpost.” You take a look at the guy. “Hey, I know this guy. When I blew up the cannon weapon thing, this guy saw me, and I shot him. I must’ve hit the shoulder.” You then ask, “Who shot him?” Tony walks up to you. “I did. I was sitting here, drinking my mid-morning water, when I saw this creep snooping around the window.” You nod. “Ah. I see. This guy was scouting the area for any sign of nuclear weapons, isn’t that right?” You say, leaning close to him. “Y-yes. That’s true.” He stammers. “You stand straight. “Watch out for any more scouts.” You order. “Yes sir!” Tony, Antonio, Ramón, Josh, and the other soldiers say. You nod once more, and you head for the general’s office. “You asked for me sir?” The general spins in his rolling chair. That chair has to be about one hundred years old. “Yes, I did,” the general says. “I am becoming too old for this military outpost, so I need to move up a notch. I need you to become the next general. In a matter of time, you will be one of the most valuable, talented, and most important generals of all time. The U.S.A. depends on it.” He then sends you off. You then wonder if you should…
Chapter 2
You get out of bed, and you trudge down to the breakfast table. Again, sitting at the table, was Ramón. “Again?” You ask as you pour a bottle of water on your head. “It’s not me! I keep setting my timer to your time, but it’s always wrong!” You scratch your head. “Well, I can’t say for sure, but I think someone is trying to make you a bad person.” Ramón pounded on the table once. “Traitor!” He yelled. “Or traitors,” you remind him. “That’s not helping,” Ramón says. You make pancakes for you and Ramón. When you offer him some, he just grunts and moves to the next chair. When you eat your share, Tony walks up. “You’re up early.” You say to Tony. “Yeah,” He rubs the back of his neck. “Hey, what’s with Ramón?” You get some decaf coffee. “Uhh… We have some ‘traitors’ here-“ Tony interrupts you. “Traders? I’ll trade my old sofa in a heartbeat!” You roll your eyes. “Not that kind of trader. The other trader!” Tony says, “Oh. That kind of trader.” You nod. “Yup. And we want him, or her, or them, out.” You quickly go back into your apartment, where Josh’s pistol is lying on the door. Josh is sitting there. You point to your door. He says, “Uhh… it’s only temporary!” You order, “Get it off my door, now.” Josh hesitates. “Later!” He zipped off, not taking his pistol with him. You sigh. You kick the pistol off your door and go in. You sit on your bed, and take out your iPhone 6 out of under your bed and text your family to say you hope they’re doing well. You text, Hello, I am doing well, if you were wondering. I hope you are doing the same, and I hope to see you soon. Your son, Finn. You put your iPhone back under the bed, and you get onto studying D-Day. You were studying for about two hours until you heard three gunshots. You grab your rifle and zip down the stairs. You know it’s not shooting practice shots because shooting practice is at three thirty-two, and it’s ten fifty-seven. You see a man on the floor. It’s an enemy scout. Ramón turns to you. “This guy was found snoopin’ around our outpost. We might want to put some patrols around the outpost.” You take a look at the guy. “Hey, I know this guy. When I blew up the cannon weapon thing, this guy saw me, and I shot him. I must’ve hit the shoulder.” You then ask, “Who shot him?” Tony walks up to you. “I did. I was sitting here, drinking my mid-morning water, when I saw this creep snooping around the window.” You nod. “Ah. I see. This guy was scouting the area for any sign of nuclear weapons, isn’t that right?” You say, leaning close to him. “Y-yes. That’s true.” He stammers. “You stand straight. “Watch out for any more scouts.” You order. “Yes sir!” Tony, Antonio, Ramón, Josh, and the other soldiers say. You nod once more, and you head for the general’s office. “You asked for me sir?” The general spins in his rolling chair. That chair has to be about one hundred years old. “Yes, I did,” the general says. “I am becoming too old for this military outpost, so I need to move up a notch. I need you to become the next general. In a matter of time, you will be one of the most valuable, talented, and most important generals of all time. The U.S.A. depends on it.” He then sends you off. You then wonder if you should…