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 ....
Middle of paper
.... 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)