And once again, I found myself in the land of my nightmares. Shoot, go down, move, shoot again… Always the same… RATATATAT-BOOM-AARGHH-BANG-RATATATAT…It was unbearable. Mud splashing, rockets swooshing, men shouting, guns roaring, blood splattering, rocks bursting, smoke everywhere…
“Why am I doing this?” I asked myself again, while shooting the enemy. Then, once again, I remembered. For my dear Debbie. My little girl. I would not let her die as her mother. I didn’t care about fighting against my land, my own family. I would do anything for her to be safe. And I knew it was my fault. I kept on shooting every man who carried a weapon.
Lately, I had made too many bad decisions. I should have never left them alone. It was my fault that Rose died in the explosions; that Debbie was in hospital. My fault, I kept on thinking until I saw a yellow explosion and then- everything was happening in slow motion. I could see my partner falling with his head blown up, the blood splashing; and a bullet into my chest. Then…nothing.
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