Bye Big Sis

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic
Lily Adams has two choices. Either hide behind a tree and wait to die; or fight and win the war. Read to see which one she chose. It might just surprise you.

Submitted: October 25, 2009

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We started walking, and then everyone got into position. Some were in trees, others low and covered in camouflage. Everything was so still though, but its war isn’t it? It’s like before a tornado. Everything is silent and still? That’s what it was like. Suddenly the squad in front of us suddenly disappeared. The ground below them simply caved in, and then I heard screams. I clutched my mother’s cross so tight my hand started bleeding. I didn’t feel it. When the screaming stopped the enemy was approaching from within the cave. Complete and total reflex. That’s what happens when you go through training. Its like when you fall off your bike. When your hands are in front to catch you, my gun was in front of me so fast I didn’t know I did it. I hit the deck, and shot. I’ve never killed a man before. The screaming and the blood. Its something I can’t explain to you, but something I hope you will never have to experience. I hear trees falling behind me. I look back to see a tank coming towards me. I roll to the side and out of the way just in time. I stop to reload my gun, and I look at my hands. They’ve never trembled so hard. I don’t know how they even held the gun. I would have cried at that point, but even if I wanted to, I didn’t even have time. More screams. This time, it felt like everything was happening so slowly, but all at once. I turn my head and I see… war. Death. Blood. No tears. Not yet. She falls. He falls. They fall. One by one, each of my friends get this look on their face before I see them fall, and then they don’t get back up. I stand up and shoot at the enemy. Then the loudest scream of all. I look around to see who it was, and then realizing it hurts to move. It hurts to breath. I look down to see blood coming from my left shoulder. I kiss my mother’s cross one last time.

Epilogue:

A gentle knock was on the door, and my mother went to go answer it. She opened the door, and a young man in a marine uniform stood at the door.

"Mrs. Adams?" He asked, softly. His expression was sad.

"Yes." My mom replied.

"I'm Lieutenant Logan. Your daughter, Lily, was in my squad in Iraq." He seemed like he was about to cry. That's when I saw the folded American flag in his arms behind his back.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, but... your daughter was killed in combat." He didn't look into my mother's eyes. Even if he did she wasn't there. She bolted from the door, and I walked to the door when he looked back up. He pulled out the American flag and handed it to me. Along with Lily's dog tags.

"So Lily won't be home for my birthday?" That's when a tear fell down my cheek. He wiped his own eyes, and handed me a letter.

"She told me to give this to her little sister. Is that you?" He asked.

"Yeah." I said. I opened it, and inside was a picture of me and her. She was in her uniform and I was on her back. Both of us were smiling. I pulled out a little necklace, and on the back of it said,

"Happy Birthday Baby Sister! I'm so proud of you! -Lily"


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