I may not be a climber but I am a survivor. I sail away watching the day. All I can think about is what’s going to happen. My stomach twisting but I’m gonna fight. I’m gonna fight for my family and country. I am not a foul more a hero.

I can watch you die but I won’t give up I will fight to the end. Dark clouds are turning red as The dying soldier turns his head. He lifts his eyes towards the skies and listens to groan’s nearby.

I woke up trying to catch my breath I cannot shout as blood drips out of my mouth. Mabey one day all this will not be in vain.