This is a short story based on the first chapter of "The Things They Carry". I have never read the full book, so it should make sense to people who haven't read the book. It is from the perspective of Martha, a girl in America who a soldier in Vietnam, named Jimmy, is in love with. I wrote it for a creative writing class, but I like it a lot, so I figured I'd post it here. I hope you guys like it! Feel free to comment what you like about it or if it makes sense(: