Personal Narrative Essay: The Vietnam War

I will always remember career day in fourth grade when a man came in talking about being a navy seal. I had never heard of a navy seal up until that point, but every word that came out of this mans mouth seemed to consume my attention. The thing that made this day so meaningful to me was the story that the man told about himself. The story starts off with the man and his squad on the Mexican/American border. Their mission was to capture and return a man that was running an underground railroad used for trafficking drugs into American. It was very gloomy the night of the capture, the men used the flashlights on their rifles to find the opening of the tunnel in America. It took only a few minutes to find the entrance in the middle of the desert.

We set up wooden barricades at each of the three tunnels and began waiting. The plan was to wait there until the traffickers came and arrest them with no altercations. They stood there waiting with their AR’s aimed down the sight. No one knew exactly when the drug exchange was supposed to go down, so they had to be ready at any moment. After waiting several minutes, a squeaking sound was heard from the middle tunnel. The tunnel began to light up as the sound got louder and louder. The way the man from the navy told this story, made it seem as if I were actually there myself. The man continued to explain how the only thing he could see was the lights from the people coming in their direction and then hearing a rapid fire of gunshots. The next thing he remembered was waking up in a hospital bed with his family surrounding him. He asked his dad what happened back in the tunnel? His dad tells him that a bullet had hit him square in the helmet and gave him a serious concussion. However, him getting hit in the helmet gave away the traffickers position making it easy for the other soldiers to kill and capture the men trafficking the