The college 'life' 12

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    ~ one week till the graduwation ~
I was in the Army base. We preparat for a overtaking of a big village.
"So... Everyone shut the fuck up!" Tord yelled.
"Is everyone ready?!"
There was silence.
"That's what I thot... So ... We're going to take over that fucking village... And no matter if they will have weapons , alright?!"
"Yes sir!" Everyone yelled.
"Good... Now... Everyone on the plain!"
We folowed his orders.

             -time skip, after the war-
We won. Many inocente peopul died. Those who didin't, were sufering...
I can't watch them.... I can't see others sufer...
I was shot in the left arm. Many, many times....
"If you'll get any more wounds... You can say goodbye to your arm.... And you'll proboply be the only girl with a new one..." Said David, one of our medycal. (Google has spoken right here.. °^°)
"What do you mean with a new one?"
"I mean if it will happen, the leader will most likely give you a new one, like his..."
"Oh.."
                -time skip, at home-
I walked into the apartament.
The girls looked at me, shoked, since I was in many bandages.
"What happend Luna?!" Asked Alina.
"U-umm... I can't tell you..."
"Why the fuck not?" Kira said.
"It's.... PRIVATE!" I said.
"As always..." Kira mumbelt.
"Im going to sleep... Night..." I said.
"Night!" Alina, Sky and Rebeca replyed.
"Night Lun-Lun" Kira said.
I gave her a death stare. She smiled evily. I got to my room, and got to sleep.
        -time skip, at the graduwation-
We all made it. Perfect. All of us will folow they dreams.... Well almost...
Kira will become a nurse, Alina a policeman, Sky a teacher and Beca a fashion designer,  atleast that's the plan.
"Im so happy for you girls!" I said with a happy foice. They all smiled.
"Sooooooo.... You said there's a suprise after the graduwation Luna, what is it?" Kira said curiosly.
"We're..... GOING TO POLAND!!!"
"ARE YOU SERIOS RUGHT NOW?!" Sky yelled happy.
"Ofcorse!!!" I said with a smile.
"You'll finaly see where I grow up!"
"Yay!" The girls said.
           That trip was a mistake.....

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