Thursday, October 4, 2012
El Cajon Valley High School Transforming Rangers 2010 Airbands
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
3
Everything was black. I felt heavy like I was wearing my gear.
"Wake up lazy ass"
I snapped awake drawing my sidearm. The person who some me up grabbed my arm and quickly disarmed me. And pinned me down with my right arm against my back. My eyes focused on nothing it was black still I can hear his laugh. He laughed as he let go of my arm and helped me up. My eyes adjusted to the night .
Thomas' white teeth was all I could see. And the silhouette of his face. I reached to embrace him. But he stepped back and slapped my had away.
"What the hell you think you doing son? I ain't yo momma! I may be dead but that doesn't mean you can hug me asshole! "
I gasped for air and I can feel the sun beaming on my neck as I see Fred hit the floor. I ran to him . Checked his corroded areterry for a pulse. He was already cold.
Shit. I turned to everyone else. They were scared, confused, lost, and were looking franticly for something to shoot at. I guess they haven't seen Fred.
I ran to them ...it hurt like hell.
I heard metal hit the concrete as they each dropped their weapons and raised their hands in surrender. I turned around and down the street. I saw hundreds of men with guns marching towards us. I drop to my knees. Weak from the blood lost. Everything felt warm, it got really bright, everything was fading away to white nothingness. I shook it away. Got up grappbed my appendix and yelled her name.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
I want
Spiderman sneakers
Monday, July 30, 2012
Intro
It was hot. I remember sweating puddles through my uniform. We were marching down a deserted street. There was a desert to my left with a chain link fence as far down I could see. On the other side, nothing but sand, rocks, mountains, and dust. On this side, there was a deserted town with dust, rocks, trash, abandoned homes, and their insignia on almost every building, a black "X" with a red circle around it, spray painted on any inch of the building possible. To my right was a blockade of cars: sedans, taxis, a school bus, and a semi truck with a white oil tanker on the back of it. There were 9 of us, we marched in a diamond formation with Jr in the middle. I was on the right side with Sergio at point, the cholo brothers were in the rear. Fred, "Torta", Franco and Charles were on the left side of the diamond.
We marched down the abandoned street, the wind howling through my helmet picking up dust and throwing it at our faces. It was hot and dry, it was hot and dry but we still marched .we had to, we were only hours away from base . We were low on ammo, food, supplies and confidence, I know that I was exhausted physically and mentally, i haven't slept in 4 days. And i wouldn't until we were safe at camp. Only because i couldn't live with dealing loosing another man pointlessly, ... like Thomas.
There was dust in the air, the streets were deserted , I can see two dogs fighting over a dirty, brownish red rotten tomato Just a few feet to my right. They were howling and growling at each other ,slobbering and showing their fangs trying to intimidate each other. They were willing to fight to the death for that rotten tomato . I thought to my self : has it really gotten that bad,these poor dogs, no home, no bed,no food. Shit that was us. We were just like them , hungry , homesick ,tired and angry . To each other we were brothers , a family , best friends. To the army we were dogs. Just like those two fighting for survival, what were we fighting for? Only thing I can think of was Thomas. Thomas was gone. It was my fault. Those bastards were going to pay. Only thing left of him were his tags and his death letter he wrote for his family. We were supposed to be back days ago. The mission was supposed to take only 3 hours, not 3 days. No one injured, especially no K.I.A.s. ally fault. And now, well shit now there's only 9 of us.
ending
On April the third 2135 I visited her once more. "here look i made this pendant, it says 125 years" I saw her with her long silky dark brown hair to her ribs, she looks amazing in white,her dark brown complexion contracted against the white, her dark brown eyes shown with life, she had her right hand on her right hip.
"125 years ?and that's all you have for me ?!" she yells in a scoffing manner
I couldn't help but smile.she was so cute when she's angry.
"Yeah. "I said.
she begins to cry ,realizing that she is talking to me . i laughed as she embraced me . i couldnt help but smile , tears ran down my face as i held her once more . she looked the same young beautiful as her last day here, me: old,wrinkly,weak,and tired.
i felt a warm feeling in my chest , in my arms , we collapse to the floor, in tears, rolling around on the floor. i burried my face in her chest , both of us were tearing and laughing being once more in each others arms.
"i missed you and I'm glad I half you again. It was even arose seeing you all these years and not being able to interact. " she said.
i laughed and said "you dont even know how much ive missed you. And not being able to see or hear you except for pictures and memories. I'm glad I'm done now and to be in your arms again. and now its forever"
"you better get me a better gift for 200 years!"
i laughed and said "shut up and hug me "
she smiled and sqeezed harder as did i. i felt light, everything turned white , i felt a warmth overcome me, i smiled .I waited 125 years to hear her voice,feel her arms, smell her hair, her lips, feel her soft skin. 125 years of waiting . And now were holding each other.
Forever
-fin