Love's inner demons

Chance to relax and joke: Ten years ago. Year: 2006

It was ten years ago to the exact date I first met Freddy, I was a young, but stupid kid, always forgetting things, always forgetting what was happening. I could remember important dates, such as D-Day, June 6th, 1944, when terrorist attacked New York, 9/11/01, and when America faced London for the final time, War of 1812, but I could never remember things that happened either yesterday, or weeks ago. Then one day, at Square Maze, now known as The War Maze, I was known as the sniper, I was always the one getting the most people hit with paintballs, then Freddy came along. He was the only one that could evade my sniper shots better than anyone else, but I would get him now and then. Then, two mouths later, June 15th came, and I found out Freddy was moving in next to me. I was excited, someone I respect and can say is one of my closest friends. We went to the same school, always having each others back, but one day, we were walking across the street, and a car hit him head on, he was knocked out, and in bad shape. I carried him off the road, and was in shock. Within fifteen minutes, paramedics came and took Freddy to the hospital. Next day in school, I was called down to the principle's office, and they sat me down and asked, "Foxy, we know you and Freddy are close friends, do you know who could of down this to Freddy?" There was only one person I thought that could of done this, and that was Roger, a gangster who only looks out for himself and his friends, anyone that stands in his was pays the price. Roger and I had a history of fighting, and ever since Freddy moved in, Roger has had it out for Freddy. "Roger could of, he seems to have it out for him, and I bet I am next." Being in high school, people were prone to going after the more weaker kids, now since Freddy was in the hospital, everyone thought I was easy pickings. About two weeks after the accident, I was getting beat up everyday, but I was able to fend off most attacks. I was walking home and I saw Roger coming after me with his gang. I ran into an ally hoping they wouldn't come, but they did, and just as I thought I was dead, I saw Freddy with some backup. We beat Roger and his gang up pretty good. Since then, we've always had our back, we were like brothers, even when we were pissed off at each other, we were always backing each other off. Then this war, this "Fight for what we believe in," I felt like we were fighting just to fight, just to prove to the world that we were one of the best super powers in the world. Now I need to figure out who to listen to, Chica, or Foxy.