Personal Narrative: My First Vietnam War

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The plan took me a whole year to get in full detail and by this time I was 70 years old, but I felt rejuvenated every time I worked on this benevolent plan. I handed out flyers and posted signs that said: “Important meeting for all rebels, a meeting to overthrow North Korea.” Whenever I walked through the town people bowed to me with respect, it felt as almost people had forgotten how I fought and broke a villagers arm or how I was American. The day came, the day of revival and demonstration, I was standing on a tall podium with hundreds or even thousands standing in front of me, all staring at me and protesting hoping to get officers to notice. I began to make my dictum and the people of a plan, a plan of hope and optimism, that would hopefully restore the corrupt government ruled by Kim Jung Un. I had also involved spiritual …show more content…
You are all soldiers, now fight for me, for future generations, and for liberty!” I bag had covered my face and an uproar of cheering and shouting began, while handcuffs were added to my hands and twisted tight. They then ejected a needle so intimidating and sharp that I could feel its presence even before I felt it. I woke up in a cell, I presumed it was a jail cell, and the color gray was prominent. Looking around twice, gray stone was the only color in the lonely room, except for the ceiling, that was black. I knew nothing of the outward world since I had no human contact since the day I gave my speech. The food was dropped down from a tunnel in the ceiling in the middle of a glass panel around it, which was probably an observation room for the commanders. Once a month, they drop a ribbon that exhibited the