Friday, April 15, 2011

A soldier's Journal

It’s now been four days since I’ve been out and still haven’t gotten any sign of help. For some reason I feel like I’m not alone, like someone else is here. There were foot tracks in the sand, they looked human. Now I’m running towards the forest- it’s only two hours to sunset and I have to find out who else is here. I shut my eyes and see a figure in front of me.

John’s log day four
10/25/23 
The best moment of my life

By Austin B.

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