Prisoner Of War

DAY TWO

its day two..... and its already going wrong...... last night the guy next to me died... some say it was suiside some say i killed him and some say he died of a cut on his back. i say it was suiside. he was quiat, and last night he told me this if i get back to look up his wife.. i said i would.. i never got his name and when i asked around no one know.. he did point to a lol hole twards the roof.. idk whats up ther but im gona get it. i owe him that much.

DAY TWO:

i had an itresting morning... we gave him some last words and we all payed our respects.. i think thats one of the mind tricks these ass holes use. make us feel like its the only hope. make us feel like if we left we would be remember. like we would go out like a cleberty. everyone was there. thst shrimp dick wordan.. he let us have the day off and relax, morn the death of a man no one know. but its most likely gona be shit tommaro. THESE ASS HOLE GAVE HIM THE 21 GUN SALUTE!! YOUR NOT A FUCKIN U.S. SOLDER!!. i promis when i get back there will be a 21 gun salute for every man who died in this hell hole.

"hey jackson. jackson wait up. you ok man?" said lucky. "ya im fine.. just a lil bit of a shock. the whole right next to me part." i responded. "im sorry man......... hey if you need me imma be by the east wall with levie." i walked away. and i felt him look back. i looked back too. and i saw somthing off about him somthing vary off. i looked up at a door.. and i saw a man holding a gun. a big gun "what is he guarding..... is that the armory?" i thoght to my self. i continued walking and spoted 3 watch towers, one on the south entance, the north, and east and a gun tower on the west. the whole day there was to diffrent patrols they change mid day, with and trade off guns i can't see the out side wall but there has to be scouts out front and mostlikly a gunner somewere. 

LATER THAT DAY:

the smell... like death.. burnt death. i couldnt  tell where it was coming from.... well it wasnt with the wind.. i step out side of my hut after trying to reach that hole. "holy fuck!! what the fuck happend!!" i yelled knowtising the fire in the middle of camp. "thows are the poeple who died this month. every end of the month they burn all the bodys and leave us with the smell.. as a reminder i gess it made no sence but they found it amusing.. there was 3 people crying. and  4 people paising the wall..... the sent us to bed early.. as they were coraling us one man. skiny, short. he was paising the walls and when one of the guards when to go get him he elbowed him and grabed the gun and held the triger down.*CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACKCLACK CLACK CLACK click click* " WHA DA FUCK HAPPININ OUT DAIR!! I TRY AND SLEEP!!! AND A GUN GO OFF!!!! YOU DUMB FUCKS! DONT KILL..................." he stoped talking that short fat fuck was stuned......... he walked out calmly alked over to the the man holding the pistol he looked at him...... it was dead siolent. "I-I-I-I... what have i done......"  the fat man said somthing and a guard came down and handed him a gun. *BOOM! SPLAT!* we all wached ass the man feel with red mist in the air and a splat of blood on the wall behind him. the short fat mans face coverd in blood. all i could see is the back of the head of the man just shot was gone along with most of his face. we all whent into our huts fast.. they chained us up fast. we all feel asleep fast.

i had a dream......... the dream was not the most vivid one i have had but it still made me worry.. i was walking.... into my house. the gray door i saw someone there in a chair.. long sliver hair. a scar on the left side of the neck thick one at that. its a woman. she looks at me but she has no face. its blured.. i smile. and...she pulles out a knife and cuts her trowt. the blood was like a gold color. and where the moth should be and the eyes and the nose the gold came out......