The Fight

February 22, 2010
By , Le Mars, IA
Out of breath, he looks around. He listens; he hears the crunch of the grass. He ducks for cover just as it whizzes past him. He runs for cover, just then the enemy is visible. He shoots, cool relief washes over the enemy. The boy runs over they laugh at how wet the both are.

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