Personal Narrative-Organized Union

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Today's the first day I have actually written anything since The Destruction of our so called “Organised Union”. Mostly because it’s my birthday and I wanted to record this for Lauren
(which will come on later ).
At the time, I was 13 and the world was already screwing itself. Iraq was creating yet another war and President Greeting was doing nothing about it, the Soviet Union was invading China, and the U.S. was getting in it’s third Civil War. My dad said it would right itself as always but I wasn’t sure; I had a bad feeling this time. After two years and the U.S. has a new President who, to be honest, is dumb enough to be threatening nuclear war to Iraq and Russia. He’s already instituted martial law so we can’t go outside most times other than to go down to Safeway and get supplies and other necessities.
My family stays inside for a few weeks because the news says that the cops are getting even more violent. When we finally go outside we here Iraq fired back and hit New York City and San
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We sat in a black sofa and he told us the rules. “This camp has 1 Dining area, 1 Kitchen, 6 Sleeping areas and a campfire. the sleeping arrangements are One cabin is couples, One is children 6 and under and their parents, One is 13-19 year old boys and the same for girls, The last two are 6-12 boys and 6-12 girls. the doors are locked at night,” Then he looked me and George, my 14 year old brother, straight in the eye and said. “There is absolutely NO leaving and going to a different cabin.” I knew what he had in mind and suddenly went defensive at the fact he thought I would do something like that and told him right to his face “Sir, I’ll let you know I would never do that I,” That’s where I choked up “Have-had a girlfriend before the the war.” That is when everything went wrong. I felt something warm touch my lips and everything went