Hi I'm Josh. This is my first story on
Wattpad. I love writing history stories. Please comment or like and if I get good results
I'll make lots more.
The sands in my eyes, I'm sweating from head to toe and anywhere else you can think of and oh. My gear ways so much that I have a permanent hunch in my back from carrying it all day. Just another day on the job.
My names Rob. Private Robert Rosedale of the 21st bomb disposal division, to be exact. My job is simple. Get in there, get rid of the bomb, and get out. And try to make sure nothing blows up while your doing it.
Here in Afghanistan, there ain't much to look at. Just sand and hills. Nothing to focus your eyes on. Some folks just go crazy cause of the difference from here to home. You don't hear much here. The base is pretty quiet and outside of it is just silent except for the occasion distant sound of gun fire.
Yup, just another day
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