The Breaking Point: Chapter 3
When I had finally reached the center of the camp, I grabbed a rifle, a bayonet, helmet, and the camp sign. I made a small memorial, and saluted it. I stood there for about five minutes, when I saw something move. I dropped into a crouch, and drew...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 2
I woke up in a cot, in a military style tent, which seemed to be quite new. About ten seconds after I woke up, I realized I had one hell of a headache! "Ah, so G.I. Joe awakens! How does your head feel young man?" asked somebody in the room. I...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 1
Hey. This is my first story, so please go easy. Just comment if you think I should even bother to continue writing.... The Breaking Point: Chapter 1 Rain. I hate rain. Some call it a blessing, others, they scorn the rain. Me, I just find it a...
Churchmouse
I really don't like how this one came out, but hey. I said I'd have something each saturday. * * * "As I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep..." He intoned the old prayer in the same sing-song rhythm as always. After so many years,...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 9
Then next morning, the General tried again to see if I was ready to join his side. I told him I would fax him when I was ready. He got up, and walked out. I heard the door to the entrance close. "Well, lets go to work." I said, as Sam groggily sat...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 8
Once we had been on the road for about ten minutes, I tried to see if I could get out of the bounds behind my back. I couldn't, and the more I tried, the tighter it seemed to get. I also tried spitting out the gag from my mouth, but that too failed. I...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 7
I awoke, and I was groggy over the previous night. It slowly came back to me. I sat upright on the bed, and mulled over all of what I had been through in the last 24 hours. I had been accepted into the tribe, had become a warrior, got an unwilling...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 6
About a week later, I was crouched on a cliff, about 200 yards high, looking down on an access road in which the truck convoys often used. "Alright everyone, you attack on my signal. Make your own judgments on whether they live or die." Ryan was on a...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 5
I woke up to birds singing, and a major headache. My head pulsed in pain, and those damn things wouldn't shut up. I got up, and my head spun. I sat down for a minute, and then got back up. I swayed a little bit, but stayed standing. I picked up my...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 12
"Chris... CHRIS!" I heard somebody calling. I wanted them to go away. My head was killing me, and so was the left side of my ribcage. "Come on. Wake up!" I heard again. It was Sean, and I could feel a cold rag against my forehead. My eyes...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 11
The next morning, I was up at 6:00a.m, and I walked out of the barracks to make sure everything was prepared. Josh had already gotten us an alternative vehicle. It was a 2001 Dodge Durango, and it was blue. I was happy with the choice. It wasn't a...
The Breaking Point: Chapter 10
"Nah, I'm just messin with ya. You will be fine, but you are going to need stitches. And, I didn't bring them with me, or morphine. So, I am going to head off and grab those two things, and then we will fix you up. Meanwhile, you two can put a story...