Creative Writing: The Bastille
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The Bastille looked so small from where we were standing.  It was a
unusually dark night as we approached out objective.  I could not keep out
of my head the night before.  Me and the Doc huddled around the table till
3 am exchanging stories of childhood memories and women.  For being a
doctor (I  ....          
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....  look.
	We all get closer to the ground and continue forward.  Were now
about 300 yards away when Mr. Lorry trips a bell line. The whole place goes
up in a frenzy.   I get up and start to make a run for the compound; after
all I am a solider.  Then all of a sudden thump boom!  I hit the ground I
tripped over my untied shoelace.  Everything gets
blurry...............................
        After a undisclosed amount of time I wake up as I look up I see all
my companions and the POWs running  ....          
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          Word count: 378 
 Page count: 2 (approximately 250 words per page)