"BRYCE NO"
It all started when my brother charged me. My parents sent me to military school and that was the last time I saw my brother. We arrived and I already hated it. The front gate looked like a prison and the walls did to. I was already signed up so I when in found my room 370 when I opened the door two guys were in there talking they looked at me and said "what did you do. " "I stabbed my brother" I told them how me and my brother we hunting and he all most shot me so I got pissed and yelled at him so he charged me and I stabbed him. At first I wanted to laugh because of there faces but then I realized they probably piss there pants. The guy on the top bunk finally said "well this is Bryce and I'm mark. " I got my stuff and put it on my new bed and then a bell rang and Bryce who looked taller and stronger with brown hair got up and walked out the door. Mark said "its time to eat. "
The food was probably the best part of my whole military school years. It was like homemade and always hot and ready. The seating not so much every chair had to be filled or we had to run and every person had to have a seat or we ran.
After dinner we would go and run or do push ups or sit ups or something for 4 hours then shower for 30 minutes then go to sleep our crew few was 8:30 pm (once it got dark.) For 8 1/2 years of military school where you do nothing but exercise you grow a really good friendship with your roommates Me, Mark, and Bryce were called the There musketeers because we had no other friends besides us.
Once I was 18 and got out of MS (military school) I learned that I was only scheduled for a month witch pissed me off that's why to this day I hate my family.
Me, Bryce and Mark all lived in a 2 story house for about a year and the only one with a job was Mark. So me and Bryce decided to join the military. Yes I know what your thinking can you go to MS for 8 years and then join the military yeah we realized that about a month in.
