I wake up beside Christina and climb out of bed I check my watch. 3:00AM. I slip a pear of camo sweatpants and a white muscle shirt on the walk down the hall to the gym. After my workout I kiss Christina on the head then change to my daily clothes.
A green T-Shirt with jeans. I walk over to my window and feel a hand on my shoulder. And it's not one I know. I clutch the hand turn around and throw my fist towards the gut. Landing successfully. I spin the man and hold him to me with my arm around the front of his throat. I grab my pistol and press the barrel against his head. "Who are you?" I say gritting my teeth. He just groans ripping at my arms. I throw him into the dresser and press the barrel to his head.
"Who are you!" Say in sharper tone. He grabs the gun and twists the barrel to my gut. Two shots and I'm in so much pain not a sound came out of me. It gets hard to breathe. The man points the gun to my head. I squeeze my eyes shut waiting for the shot.
I open them slowly as the shot hasn't been shot yet. Christina leaps on the back of the man making him drop the gun. She begins punching his chest. I dive for the gun ignoring the pain. I quickly cock it. I try to aim at the strangers head.
"Stand still Cristina." I cough. She pulls up on his throat holding him still. I fire three times hitting every time. Christina jumps off his back and he falls. I cough then drop the gun. My eyes shoot shut. I try to stay awake but I can't-
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World War II
ActionA man is left with no choice but to join the American army and fight in World War Two he is nervous and his family doesn't want him to leave but the law makes him will Ryan Walter be able to survive this horrible war? Along the way he makes some fri...
