Pin Point

The Green Car

It's 6:27 am. I'm waiting for a military humvee to show up and take me to Camp Mabry. There I will train for months on end. Doing incredibly grueling exercise. In the end of it I'll be ready to take on the savages I've been waiting to kill, to end.

I wait at the window looking out at the street. My heart isn't beating fast, but practically breaking my rib cage with each beat. I see it, drive slowly up the street and halt in front of my house. I get up grab my bag open the door and take a long look back at my house. I turn back to the humvee and force one foot in front of the other. I get in the back seat and sit down watching my house as it slowly pulls away until we turn a corner.

I look forward again. "You nervous?" says a man with gray hair. By the look of his badge he's a first class sergeant. "Nah, my hands shake normally and I'm sweaty cause I'm hot." I joke. He laughs. "Don't worry, a well built man like you should get through just fine. I see you grew the beard already." he says pointing at my bushy brown beard. "Oh, this, just always had it, never liked my plain face." "Heard you and some of your other bearded friends joined ya huh?" "Yeah, one goes we all go." "Same with me, my 2 friends joined me for Vietnam. Although only one came back whole, my other friend lost an arm." "Sorry 'bout that." "Nah it's fine I just wish I were there at the time." He turns back to the front and stops talking.

I look out the window wondering what my life is about to change into and before I know it. "We're here!" Yells the man. "Took us fuckin long enough." We get out and walk in through the first building do some paper work. I get sent to my shack with a bunch of familiar people. "Come here ya son of a bitch." says Zak hugging me then patting my back. "Welcome to the club." Everyone else comes up hugs me and I set up in my corner bed and go to sleep with everyone one else. "Goodnight guys."
"Shut the fuck up and go to sleep!"

Like I said, training is a shit box. All you hear is "50 more shit head!", "Speed up fat ass!", "Move you dogs!" all fuckin day. It's almost as if they are trying to drill those words straight through your skull. It's really annoying now.

Examples of what we gotta do: run 6 miles, 75 push-ups, lift your body weight, drag 200lbs dummies 1 mile, sprint entire miles, crawl half a mile through mud, and stay in 50 degree cold ocean water for 30 minutes. It sucks, a lot. Around 15 people rang the bell and quit, but me and my friends are still pushing. I've had the most struggle with the cold ocean water. You literally feel like your skin is freezing up and peeling off. Although it is the hardest thing I've ever done, I try my hardest back at it. I don't give in, don't show weakness, I just think it's all gonna be worth it.