The Similar

The Similar

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"I don't know how I got into this mess- well I do, but I don't want to acknowledge it. We met in first grade and stayed good friends from there on out, but I didn't realize how much trouble he liked getting in to. He dragged me into this so it's his fault, I think I've told him that and he doesn't care. He stole something from a very powerful fraction of the government and now they think I'm involved, so now I have to follow this dirtbag around to stay alive. I don't know what the hell he's trying to do other than get me and his two comrades killed... Anyways, if you're reading this then hopefully something has gone right. Lots of love, Stevie."
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I always knew i wasn't meant for the heels anyway. When I joined the army, I was young and foolish. I thought I would become invencible but my first experience in the field showed me just how naive I was. Abandoned by my own nation, with a team of 5 brave men, sent on a suicidal misson. In the middle of the nowhere, thirsty, starving, I realized the real essence of humanity. We conquered the desert, we completed the mission, they said. We were heroes, they said. However, most of us, dead heroes. I lost my whole team to the desert. The president, the media, never confirmed their deaths. They gave them as lost in the field when I myself saw them fall one by one. They gave them as lost in battle when we both know just how they died. My mistake? I opened my mouth. I was not gonna let them spread lies about my men, about my team! Mistaken airstrike? My ass! My men died because the people in the white house decided we weren't worthy of support. I threatened to expose the truth myself and when I did, they had no better way to shut me up than to send me back to war. However, if before who my enemies were was crystal clear, this time I wasn't so sure. I wasn't gonna let their deaths be in vain. I wasn't gonna let them sell the lie. The truth would come out, even if I had to go through hell and back. And I did...

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