Personal Narrative-Snip

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*Snip* *Snip* the sound of Clay’s bayonet slicing through the flowers’ stems had reminded me of my toe nail clippers back at the base as he placed several beautiful flowers into his small pouch clipped to his belt. They were a gorgeous flower native to the land; pigmented with a pale pink exterior with deep purple tips on their petals which surrounded a bright yellow receptacle. These flowers are known as Lotus’s. My childhood friend Clay Kader had arrived at the basecamp in the dark depths of the morning. He woke me up from my slumber and asked me if I would be willing to go with him on a secret mission into the Vietnamese woodland in search of a priceless item. I had agreed. Anything for my old friend. I buttoned up my uniform, grabbed …show more content…
With only the sound of our footsteps imprinting their mark on the earthy forest floor, I could hear birds chirping and the smell of wet leaves from the morning mist as we ventured deeper into the engulfing trees. Eventually we came across a river side and we trailed along its border. Lounging in the shallows of a river bend, we came across a good amount of pinkish-purple flowers floating in a bunch. Clay waded into the water as I looked onward, completely bewildered. “This is what we came for?” The bulky pilot pulled the bayonet off his …show more content…
Near the center was what appeared to be what was left of a young Vietnamese girl. As Clay moved in the direction of the corpse, the mixed feelings of pain, dread, and sadness washed over me like the villagers’ blood puddling the stone floor. Clay unzipped his pouch, retrieved the precious lotus, and gingerly placed it before the corpse on the drenched floor. The Lotus was damaged during the fight and as previously seen was missing several pedals but it glowed beautifully in contrast to this dark, dreary place. Tears began to roll down Clay’s face and broke down to his knees; not caring that his pants were now stained with blood. Anger began to rise up above the three emotions being mixed in my soul. “Who could have done all this to these people?!” I
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