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A Call of Duty

written by: emrald hunter

First Day of War (rough draft) Part One-
October, 1939: 9:03 a.m.

I looked out of the front window that morning to find that it was raining. Just last night i recieved a letter that told i had to join the army to help with the war.

I knew that the letter would end up in my mailbox sooner or later, but when i picked it out of the mailbox and saw what it was, i couldn't believe my eyes.

i could hear the raining, pounding down on the roof of my house. i quickly got dressed, picked up my suitcase and waked out the door towards my car.

i turned around once i was outside in the rain, with my umbrella in my hand, and looked at my house, thinking it might be the last time i'd ever see it.

i finally turned around and put my suitcase in the car.

then i drove down the old dirt path, towards the airport. wondering if i would make through the war................



Comments:

Sun, Jan 18, 2009 at 11:06AM

Wow! This is a great start! I can't wait to read more!

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