Name: Carly year (1951

the most difficult part of returning home for me was my mental state. so i close my eyes and meditate when i do i see a big dark room. im in a crisscross position as i begin to hover a bit. there is a headstone behind me. its the innocent part of me. when i look around i see all of my victims i killed in the war. there heads just flout off. i also see fire and destroyed vehicles just start to flout. like as if the gravity in the room is gone. i feel like a monster. like me thous people i killed might have been scared, scared they wont return home to there familys. if hurts me to feel that im responsible of death of a child's father or mother who lay there lives down for them. i ask my self. if i did the right thing then why am i punished by the dead. in my view im a monster. i killed so many but then i could have saved my friends back on my first mission...... i was so scared.... but i digress marko, leon, kevin, john, garry, jay. i wish i could have saved u. as i am in mental state i remember us in training. i didn't get to know much of them. rest in peace my fallen brothers.

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