Guns were held in every direction; harsh faces on the men that held them. You could see the blaze from the recently lit fire in the distance. The only things heard above the cries of help were the loud firing of the guns. It was a battle between men; the women were back in the 'first aid' tents - but they weren't safe. Men dropped to the cold ground like flies - while others attemped to save their mates - and dignity. A tank could be seen entering from the opposite of the war-ground. Fear began to creep up on everyone; they were truly screwed now.
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Short StoryAlmost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness...
