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How to Save a Life Ch. 1Sometimes the littlest things in life are the most important, you never know how long you can know a person until one day, they're not there, and they're never coming back. I still have hope in that person, because he was the most important person in my life. Some of you may call him Pops, Old man, or just plain Dad. My dad means a lot to me, and probably a lot more to our country, but he will always be my hero. I'll spare you the sad sob story of my past and get right to the point. After my dad had died in the Air Force, let's just say my life became anything but normal.
I am currently sitting at the top of the stairwell in my temporary home that consist of my Aunt Sarah, Uncle Will, and my baby cousin Annabelle. The police had just dropped me off at my Aunt and Uncles, again. This was the fourth time, the first three times were because I tried to run away, this time was because I was out after curfew, and apparently I'm supposed to be "living" here.
"Will, what are we g
RegretsIn life there's times we do stuff we regret, some things are easier to get over than others, and being a 19 year old juvenile at a Top Secret Military Base makes it even harder. Likewise I've learned that hiding from your problems gets you nowhere.
With that being said I guess hiding here on this mountain of supply crates was getting me to said 'nowhere'. Awhile back I had told Optimus one of my biggest regrets in life. Not too long after my dad died I started hanging with the people that skip school, cut class, smoke So he made me promise him I would never let it happen again. When it comes to Optimus and making promises, it means giving him my Autobot oath, pledging that it wouldn't happen again.
Yesterday we had a bad encounter with the Decepticons, we fought a pretty hard battle and I don't know, I guess the all the ciaos finally got to my head. Normally battles never hit me like that, so when we got back to base I decided to join the group of soldiers that goes
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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