Coming home Alone

Coming home Alone

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Fighting For America In Afganisthan While Having your whole life Broken Kyle A 28 Year old Soldier Has been Through Tough times in his Life Having an Abusive Faughter and Only One best Friend Who soon Ran away from His life Coming home In the airport seein everyone happy Destroyed him inside Until someone he knows Comes back ONESHOT
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I am what most would later call a War's Child. A child born in the first few years of the civil war that wreaked havoc upon Daquan for twenty years. But mostly, I'm a villager. One of the people that live in the villages, starving and fighting against death at every turn. Yet, I'm none too pleased to be pulled from my familiar life only to be thrown into the life of the Military Academy of Daqu. This is the first time I don't have to worry about having enough food to last the day, about freezing to death or being attacked while I'm sleeping. I'm certainly not the King's number one fan, but if I'm given a chance to change the future and fight for those who're suffering out there... I will. Even if it means putting up with stupid city people who don't believe the war is that bad. I'm glad to help, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to because I've considered smashing my head against the wall more than once, believe me. ~ Cali Rayan is a villager given the chance to have a high role in the war. Training is hard, but even harder is to accept that friendship and love are worth the risk of a broken heart.

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