Vietnam-
We arrived in Vietnam when the sun was setting. I was scared to death and for the first time I realized what was going on. Paul was sitting next to me and was slightly shaking. "So this is finally it, the thing we've been training for for eight weeks." I said to Paul as both of us couldn't keep our eyes off the scene that we were flying into.
"Yeah I guess so" was all Paul could manage to say. I could tell by the look on his face that he was scared to death. Even though we had been training for weeks none of us thought that we would actually have to fight.
There was yelling all around us the men in the plane were either so shocked that that all they could do was watch the scene below or they were praying that they would make it out of here alive. I was one of those guys who were just watching.
"Alright boys, get ready to land. I'm now your sergeant, just call me Williams" our new sergeant said all this with the cockiest grin I had ever seen. He was tall and he had this aura that just made you fell like if you were under his command then you might just make it out of this place alive.
We landed. We jumped out. And we fought. That was the al that happened that day. The fighting was intense it was moving around as gunfire and bombs exploded around us. I watched people I had laughed with and just talked to fall over dead. I had lost track of Paul a while ago and I was now praying that he was ok.
I had killed, for the first time in my life I had killed. I would have cried over it but there were no tears to do so. These savages had murdered my friends and now I was going to kill as many as I could.
It was a relatively short battle and we luckily won this one. As we set up our makeshift tents and tried to clear our heads. Paul was pretty beat up and he just sat own and leaned his head back and fell asleep. That was something I wish I could have done but there was no way I could sleep after a night like that. I did the only thing I could think of, write home.
I pulled out paper and a pencil and just wrote what I felt.
Soda and Darry
Hey, I just got a break and thought I would write. We landed here when the sun was setting and it would have been a nice sight of wasn't for the sounds below us. The battle took all night but we won. I hope that's good news, I'm just to…I can't think of the word or words I'm feeling right now but all I know is that I'm confused. If you could write back it would be great your last letter was nice, I'm glad that everybody is ok. I have to go, I better get some sleep. I'll try and write often.
Goodbye for now,
Pony
I finished writing and put the address on it and put it in the bag to get delivered and then all I could think of doing was sleeping. Unfortunately sleep didn't come. I lay on the ground tossing and turning and knew deep down that something bad was going to happen.
I think I fell asleep but I'm not really sure. Paul woke me up and he looked really bad. I sat up and looked at him. "Hey, you ok".
"Yeah, I just umm…., that was really intense and I'm not sure what I'm doing here." Paul said all this without looking directly at me.
I just sat there for a minute without talking and then I said what I was thinking. "Paul, you know why we're here. We have to fight for our country. It's as simple as that and trust me I would prefer to be back at home and not hear fighting but that's how it all goes." I put my hand on his shoulder hoping it would comfort him.
"Thanks." Paul stood up and walked away and I lay back down and tried to get at least a little sleep before I would have to kill again. And to my surprise I fell asleep and dreamed about the horrors that I was facing in this hell.