I went back to my bed and got my two favorite blankets, and a pillow. I started walking over to the lounge. I was hoping that the movie or movies we were watching wouldn't be too scary. I didn't need to have any night mares.

I got inside the lounge, and laid down between Soap and Ghost.

"Hey kid," they said at the same time.

"Ello, ello," I said."

"So what are we watching?" Ghost asked.

"I don't know. You've been here longer than me," I said.

Then General Shepherd stepped in front of the big screen T.V. Everyone fell silent immediately.

"We have a few movie choices tonight, and since you have tomorrow off, I figured we could try to watch them all. If you get tired, you can go back to your bunk, or just stay here," he said. He turned around and put one of the DVD's into the T.V. The lights went out and everyone went silent.

Shepherd fast forwarded the previews and hit the play button. He did it so fast that I didn't even know what we were watching. I just happened to catch the opening screen.

"You have got to be kidding me," I muttered under my breath.

"What? Are you scared kid?" Ghost asked me teasingly.

"Yeah, I can't watch Paranormal Activity!" I exclaimed. "I won't sleep right for weeks."

"Its not real. Just keep telling yourself that," Ghost said turning his attention back toward the T.V.

"Only one problem with that," I said.

"What?"

"Everything that happened in this movie happened in real life!" I exclaimed.

I got up and took my blankets and pillow with me.

"Where are you going kid?" Soap asked as I walked out the door. "You're going to miss it."

I didn't stop to answer him. I just kept walking straight to my bed. I hated scary movies and refused to watch them. I watched one when I was 6 and I vowed never to watch another scary movie in my life. So far I was keeping to that vow. Now for some reason, even if I wanted to watch something scary, my body wouldn't let me.

I sat down on the edge of my bed and put my head in my hands. Everyone was going to ask me why I bailed on the movie. I would just tell them that my shoulder had started hurting and that I was going to turn in for the night.

I heard the door open and close, but I never heard anyone's footsteps, so I looked up. I saw Roach walking into the room.

"You alright, kid?" He asked me. "You left outta there pretty fast."

"I just really don't like scary movies," I replied. I really didn't want to go into the whole scary movie when I was six thing.

"Yeah, me either. I just don't want to get called a wimp," Roach said looking down.

"Just cuz you don't like scary stories, doesn't mean that you're a wimp," I said.

"I know, but I don't want my nickname to get changed to that."

"Well if they do start calling you a wimp," I said. "Just don't answer. They'd get bored eventually and stop."

"True. Oh, and Price wanted me to tell you that you have school tomorrow," Roach said.

"What? It's been a week already?" I asked. There was no way it had been a week already. Only good thing was that I had somehow gotten out of cleaning up the mess.

"Looks like it. Get some sleep. You've got a long day ahead of you. Not only do you have school, but we have physical training with Price."

"I'm gonna die," I complained.

"It won't be that bad," Roach said with a pat on my shoulder good night.

I sighed and laid down. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I guess I was more tired than I had thought.