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    Love Letters – (Chapter: 6)

    That evening as I held Martinez’s body in my arms I felt a part of me die. I had seen so many things in my young life but nothing compared to what was going on now. I gently picked up Martinez and laid her back down on the floor. My clothing was completely blood stained. Everyone remained silent until Sergeant Williams began voicing orders.

    “Carlin, I need you and the rest of your troop to go out there and handle them as best as you can. Back up is on the way but they won’t be here for around another two hours.”

    “Two hours! Are you fucking kidding?” Riley began screaming.

    I stared at the rest of my squad. One girl down, four to go, “Look, let’s just get out there and do the damn thing. If you forget why you’re doing this then remember Martinez. She gave her life for her country. Are you all too coward to do the same?” They stared back at me as if I was crazy. I was beginning to believe it myself. The sweet little blonde haired girl from Ohio no longer existed. She was gone.

    We exited the tent. People were coming at us from all sides so we tried our best to stay close. Around thirty minutes into our fight we were suddenly bombarded by a group of burley Afghanis. I watched as one of them smacked Chin so hard that she passed out. As soon as my brain registered what was happening I began to attack the man that had attacked her. As if on cue he spun around and grabbed me by the throat.

    I could feel his nails digging into the skin of my neck. My wind pipe was being compressed. My hands grappled at his large hand. I needed air. He began to squeeze harder. I couldn’t breathe. The scene began to fade. My eyelids were growing heavy. And suddenly…darkness.

    ~
    “Channel 5 news brings you the best coverage of what is going on with our troops overseas. And today we have an urgent bulletin.”

    Ashley could hear the TV. in her half asleep state. As she rolled over to look at the TV. she spotted a familiar face. Suddenly her eyes were widely open and her mouth was agape. She jumped out of bed and closer to the television. Spencer’s picture was on the screen.

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    Comments

    1. OMG I just started reading this it is amazing. WoW Spencer is like a action hero or something cool. Who needs bulky men saving women when there could be Spencer hahaha enough rambling please PMS

    2. OMG I just started reading this it is amazing. WoW Spencer is like a action hero or something cool. Who needs bulky men saving women when there could be Spencer hahaha enough rambling please PMS

    3. dude Spencer is so hardcore. she’s just awesome. what kind of person would go back for their friends in a situation like that? Spencer would! Because she’s just so damn badass. Now she needs to get brought home so she and Ashley can work together to relieve some of that post war tension! oh but please don’t like give her post traumatic stress or something, that would suck. as always you are an incredible writer, with an amazing update! pms!

    4. dude Spencer is so hardcore. she’s just awesome. what kind of person would go back for their friends in a situation like that? Spencer would! Because she’s just so damn badass. Now she needs to get brought home so she and Ashley can work together to relieve some of that post war tension! oh but please don’t like give her post traumatic stress or something, that would suck. as always you are an incredible writer, with an amazing update! pms!

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