Personal Narrative: My First Vietnam War

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The war has been going on for about two years now, and things don’t seem to be getting any better, there are more soldiers on the hills, more deaths, and less help from the outside. Since the beginning of the war I have been able to justify my killing of the men on the hills, but after a while I realized that each of these people have a story, and not all people are chosen to be evil, but evil chooses them, forcing them to do unrighteous acts, this is why I pick my own targets, so that I know why I want this person dead and not blindly following orders. It has been a while since I last wrote, but I feel like I need to write about this encounter I had with a man who played the cello, there was a bombing at the market place where bread was

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