BOOK ONE : Lonely Girl

***JOHN'S THOUGHTS**

AUTHORS NOTE:
HAYY GUYS!
Sorry i dont know that much about the army!!! Hope this chapter is not that bad !
Just want to say thanks to my boyfriend VINCENT MARAIS for helping me with this chapter , honestly i would not have been able to update if it wasnt for him.
Yet again i know nothing at all from the army hahahahahahaha ..... Soo thanks again vincent❤

Here goes nothing! Hope u enjoy! Oh and plaese honest opinion! Comment and vote!!!!
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JOHN

As a school boy I, as John Sedros , knew every one were to serve there country if it was a right or wrong way ,it didn't really bother me. It was service to my country and if it meant I had to go to war then I will. It was the only way as seens in many eyes.

Nobody really knew what to expect. We were between the age of sixteen to nineteen. What had we to know as far as life. I just wanted to get this over with.

I was very excited to serve my time even tho I was scared I just felt it was the right thing to do because as child before my father was killed it have been his dream. I had to fore fill my father's dreams.

I was one of those guy's who couldn't wait to leave for the army while the others tried to avoid it.
While everyone tried to make a plan to not go to the army I already started preparing myself by gathering information. I just wanted to be there in the war, face to face with my enemy and to make my father proud. Well maybe it had to do with my childhood when I gathered all the militaryinformation i could get my hands on to show my father , to see him laugh.

Yes I was proud of my country and proud of
myself. Glad that I could serve but my father's dreams wasn't the main reason I wanted to go.

In the middle of the 70's stuff started to happen on the border.I never felt I had to go in to the army or even do my duty but i wanted to. From the start I was against it and though there was more to life than war and all this conflict.Why couldn't we all just sit around a table and talk about the situation?

Now I have to leave Cloe all alone, it breaks my haert to know that she is going to learn how to live without me, to know that she is going to move on. I was frightened by the thought that I could not survive, and could not say goodbye to her, to the one I love. The last days I was distancing myself from Cloe , so that she could let go of me easily and not be hurt when I am gone. Yes, it had broke me to know I was hurting her , but I felt pleased to know it had been for a good reason. I care to much for her to know that she is not going to move on if i don't distance myself. "I love you , Cloe. Sorry i broke my promise." I had said every night before i closed my eyes.

My parents differed a lot from me before they had passed, they were still stuck in the old days they believed different then I did. There was a big disappointment in the house because I wanted to go to the army my dad was never in the army but he believed in it. His parents never had the riches to have send him. My mother did not like the army. She believed there was another way to settle the differences.I thought the whole story was a waste of time how they fought about it constantly.it still was my choice.

After I matriculated and got an opportunity to serve my 9 months, I found that the serving time was longer, 2 years. I regret that I didn't go sooner.

There were a lot of the boys in my school who wouldn't wait to go the army after they got involved with conflict. All the guys that never wanted to go was more eager than ever .They liked to fight and the thought of not having to settle down.

Me and my mother argued alot she said that me and father had the wrong mind set. He believed that every young man had to serve border service she just refused to let me serve so I went on to become an athlete after that I studied medical for an year just before I went to war, so i can make my mother and father proud where they are today.

My orphanage mother was an liberal and some where a long the road was the idea planted in me head that what the slaves were doing was wrong. At school I got into an argument with someone, who had told me that the rich won't rule the land in a million years. I just meant that they will and they will long before this century is over.

We had to full in forms for our the books that was most properly how the army got record of us .We didn't even know they have records of us that will get burned when we die .

I I was an afrikaans learner in an english school so I was teased a lot and so i taught myself not to feel emotion towards anybody, and i had learned that sometimes you have to hurt the people you love to make them proud later on.

I knew I had to go I didn't have a choice but to leave the one I love behind. I cant remember how my family felt about me going to war after they had fought .I can't even remember if my parents thought that me going to war was an good idea lately and I can't remember if they tried to get me out of the land, so that I wouldn't have to serve.

All my friends went even though there were a few men who leaved the country to go study but only the rich could leave the country and most of them went to america.

I grow up with just an orphanage mother and I was afraid to leave her alone with all the other orphans but I felt it was the right thing to do, so I did it ,I am a real proud man. My orphanage mother told me that my file says that my real mom is english and that my dad is Scottish. It breaks me to know that i can't rember that much about them. I just knew i had to make them proud.

This was the last time i thought about this, and off i went to the army. A new beginning. A new life.

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Authors note:
Hay guys! Hope you liked this chapter! I did my best !
Again special thanks to Vincent for some help!
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