A Story

I cant think of a suitable title yetXD its violent and ya, it about jhon lace heres the start: General John (Johnny to his friends) Lace was an ordinary man, if you ignored the fact he was once part or the 2nd Earth Battalion. Let’s say he was an ordinary ex-General. Lace didn’t have any hobbies for he thought they were risky “the other side would find me easy.” He said to me, how well that worked out.

Obsidian_Scars published on November 04, 2015not completed

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In 1993 I ran away to join the army in an attempt to shake her off my tail but she got in to. As luck would have we were put together in a small camp in Mozambique, I hated it.
Sally became obsessed with the stapler and wouldn’t stop pressing the dam thing. I took to smoking after 2 months (that was all I could take) I bought a radio but it wouldn’t pick up anything good, it was just as annoying as those dammed Cherry air-fresheners Sally put up, I lit a ciggerete and picked up my pen.
I did 3 hours of work that day and went to leave, only to be greeted by a call from the boss, I was on my 3rd cigarettes then, “You can’t leave till 6”30” he hung up abruptly. I felt my pen slipping from my hand and my hand going to my gun. Next thing I know Sally’s lying in a pool of blood and I’m lighting up cigarettes number 4. So much for the no violence spirit of the 1st earth battalion.

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