Part 11

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The moment I became a soldier, the world I lived in spontaneously crack into a weird world. And for a twinkling I see it as a world very far away from the one I once was familiar with, before putting on those uniforms.

However, just like they soldier I sign in to be; I stood firm in the midst of other soldiers, fighting all day and night, on weary feet and hungry stomach, just to keep us free from destruction and likewise keep those who believes in us free. But the painful part of it is that, they civilians to whom we do all these things for. All they could do was to sit around and complain all day of how wrong a soldier can be.

Yet irrespective of everything, we as soldiers, still pushes the whole thing aside, standing tall with pride, ready to continue fighting for them and the world.

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