CAMP

Chad slowly opened his eye lids, the morning rays of sun beamed through the cracks between the curtains. He rolled over in his bed, reluctant to get up. Suddenly a booming voice shattered the sweet morning silence.

"UP PRIVATE! UP,UP,UP!" The yelling shattered Chad's eardrums, he sat up abruptly, hitting his head on a metal frame. He was sleeping at the bottom half of a bunk bed. "YOU LAZY PRETTY BOY, UP, UP, UP!"

Chad rubbed his head, obeying the voice, he got out of the bed and onto the floor. A large bald man frowned fiercely at the sleepy Chad.

"GET DRESSED, SOLDIER! EVERYONE IS ALREADY FINISHED BREAKFAST AND IS RUNNING NOW!" He yelled, Chad flinched by his loud voice, grabbing his pair of army pants and black polo top.

He slumped into his chair, carrying a tray of cold grey porridge. He poked it with a spoon. A few maggots wriggled out, Chad shrugged , scooped it up and ate it. The bald man marched towards him, his ugly red face fixed into a deep frown, "GO IN THE COURTYARD AND START RUNNING, BOY!"

"Can I just settle my stomach first?" Chad asked timidly, he ate another scoop of porridge, which was rather delicious. The man snatched the spoon away from Chad, hitting him on the head. Which was, admittingly to Chad, very painful.

"NO. HUT, HUT, HUT!" He chased Chad out of the dinner hall. Chad screamed, as he was Chased by a man holding a spoon. He began crying, he hated Sonny for suggesting to his parents about the military camp her cousin went to. His parents thought he needed an attitude adjustment so they sent him packing in a heartbeat.

It had been a full two hours of running, and his legs felt like they about to drop off. He collapsed on his knees, wheezing for air. The bald man was upon him in an instant. "GET UP YOU LAZY MAGGOT!"

Chad felt tears fall, "I'm not an Maggot!"

"YOU ARE A MAGGOT. A GREAT BIG FAT MAGGOT!" He roared in response, Chad sniffled up snot.

"I'm not fat," he said darkly, he rose up to face the man. He raised his eyebrows.

"I DON'T LIKE YOUR TONE, BOY! DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL YOUR SUPERIOR?" He bellowed, Chad's eyes widened in fear.

"No, no, I- please don't call my superior ." Chad said weakly. Except it was too late, the superior was marching over the field towards Chad. Chad whimpered in fear by the sight of it.

"CHAD DYLAN COOPER." the superior roared. Chad hidden behind the bald man.

"H-hello, m-miss-" Chad stuttered, his teeth chattering. The superior raised a finger, "YOU BETTER BE QUIET, PUNK." Chad wrapped his arms around the bald man, using him as some sort of shield.

"Please, Sonny, please, I- I'LL BE GOOD!" He wailed, Sonny strode towards him, pinching him by the ear. "I don't want you to be good, Chad. I want you to OBEY YOUR COMMANDER!" She shouted down Chad's earlobes, Chad whimpered.

"Yes Sonny, I'll obey. I'll obey." he said rapidly, Sonny smiled smugly.

"Good, NOW EAT THE DIRT, MAGGOT." She roared, Chad stared at her horrified.

"Eat the dirt? But… It's so… dirty."

"I SAID EAT IT!" She shrieked. Chad fell to his knees, and began digging hand fulls of soil and stuffing it in his mouth, sobbing while doing so.