House To House: A Tale Of Modern War - Plot & Excerpts
I can hardly see him now, but he looks peaceful.Why did he touch me like that at the end?He was forgiving me.He was no boogeyman. He was a man in a closet. His blood is sticky on my skin. It loses its heat, and soon I’m shivering as it dries on me.Every part of my body aches with pain. My crotch is the worst. It is almost unbearable, and for a moment I do nothing but lie there, holding myself, shivering uncontrollably.Karma is a motherfuck. This is what I get for laughing at Pratt. This is my reward for all those jokes.I don’t know how bad it is. I don’t want to know. All I know is that if the men find out, I will become the laughingstock of the entire army. I’ll forever be known as the NCO who had his dick bit by a bad guy. The John Wayne Bobbitt of the infantry. Fuck.I try to wipe the tears from my eyes, but manage only to smear more blood into them. They burn, and I’m almost blind. I try to wipe my face with a patch of shirt above my sleeve, but that’s soaked with blood as well.
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