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Warfield: A Fictional Narrative

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As I was sitting there waiting for the bus to come with my family, I watched as 2 cars crashed into another. BOOM “Ready?”, he asked me. I am standing there in the warfield. Brain is right next to me. “Huh?”, I said. “Are you ready to go and fight?” “Yeah let’s go” I said sounding confused. We ran to get to a truck that was full of U.S fighters. Guns started to fire. Huge tanks were in front and behind us. brian started to shoot something in the distance. A person. He fell down. What’s happening? I asked myself. What’s going on? I saw someone, the person next to me said to shoot him. I asked him why. He said to just shoot who ever I see if they have different colors than us on. Gun noise. Blood runs down his shirt. I feel a thrill of

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