In the War Zone

March 26, 2008
By Esther Wolthers, Taraunga, ZZ

Is anybody there? Looking for the enemy in a long dark field. I have been trained to kill. Sent from the government to destroy. To busy to think about pain or anther people. The smoke is rapping around me like a blanket, making it hard to move. The smell of blood is like poison. As I move a boom goes of behind me. I am forced to stand still. I see an enemy moving in the distance. As I see them stand still I what for the right moment to kill. I look around before I pull the trigger slowly. BOOM! I hear a cry of help. I look around for more people. OH on, they are shooting at me. All I see is black as I hit the ground.

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