My Life as a Soldier (Part I)

Never the same once in combat. Fuvk, was my grandfather right! I ever knew that war could be as bad as they all made out it was. That was until my name was drawn out to go to Vietnam of course. I wasn't too surprised though. It was bound to happen to me one day. I knew I couldn't hide forever. Not growing up in the right era has been one of the biggest mistakes of my life. Actually, one of the biggest UNAVIODABLE mistakes of my life.
I was never much of a militant meself. As I looked around me in the battlefield, I knew that was all about to change. I didn't know whether or not it would be for the worst or the best. I knew this though. I had not asked for it. I felt like a fish in a pool of sharks. Live bait for the taking.