“Wake up soldier. Wake up!” These were the last words I
could hear before I let go of the rope that was pulling me up from in between
the gorge. I splashed into the river below and hit my head on the bottom. I
could see bubbles of my blood mixing with the sunlight and shining. It was
beautiful. As I slowly slipped into a state of unconsciousness, you know the
last thing that went through my mind? Coins! It struck me, that I’m a coin,
minted by the US Army. I am cleansed and stamped with just one thought in my
mind – to serve and protect my country no matter what the consequences.
Before I wound up in my present state, I was fighting a
sudden infiltration in the army base. The guerrilla tactics were of no use
because I had to circumvent losing any more of my fellow soldiers for we had
already lost about a 100 and still counting. The computer room was under siege,
passwords, defense plans and all the vital information about our base camp were
compromised. While pulling another soldier of mine to safety is when I was shot
at, this led to, me stumbling in the gorge. As I lay in the water, semi
conscious, suddenly a hand took me by the collar of my jacket and pulled me up.
It was Sergeant Roger Hendricks. He was assisting me to my office when the base
was suddenly attacked.
He made several attempts to revive my heart. I could feel
his hands pressing against my chest and in a flash the world felt heavy. But
the rest, the rest was on me. It was my choice whether I give up or keep on
battling for my life. As my mouth started to cough out more blood, my body
began to quiver and a chill ran through my spine. Death was nigh. My feet
became cold and my brain haltingly froze and with one of the best soldiers by
my side, I decided to give up. What could I do? I just didn't want to wake up,
for my life was not meant to be wasted in a world full of war. So, I lay there
in excruciating pain, calmly being given away in the hands of death. I... I was
at peace!
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