Military Quotes

I'm finally about to be with the guy I've wanted for three years.
I've loved him for two years.
and we finally saw eachother again last month.
But it'll be the last time.
He's going into the marines...
Syotos
Chapter one
"Steve. Yo, Stevey, wake up dude." I heard a voice said as I woke up. My eyes had to adjust for the unwelcomed sun shining brightly throught the windows. When I looked up to put a face to the previously disembodied voice, I saw it was Mike. I had known him since  2nd grade, all the way till now at the age of 38.
"Dude, Steve, get ahold of yourself," he said in his thick british accent. "It's been 7 years. You've got to get over it man. Get out, get a job, do something."
As soon as he said 7 years, it gave me a flashback.
"Daddy, daddy, you're home!" my little girl Emilie said, running up to me with a big hug to follow. I picked her up and hugged her properly. While still carrying Emilie, I went up to my wife and kissed her. I had just gotten back from a recent deployment to some sh.thole in the middle-east. I was glad to be home. Then, two weeks later, I came home from getting groceries for my then pregnant wife. When I arrived, there was a thick web of yellow crime scene tape surrounding my house. A police officer came up to me and asked,
"Who are you sir?"
"Steve. Steve Whitticker. I live here. Whats going on?" i asked, fearing the worst. a lump slid down my throat as i tried to hold myself together.
"May I ask where you were, Steve?"
"The gorcery store, you can even check my car. now where is my wife and kids?"
"I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, sir, but.. your wife and daughter were killed."
"Daughter and son," I croaked. "My wife was 6 weeks pregnant."

And all of that brings me to where i am today. a man, so distraught by his own wife and kids' deaths, that still, seven years later he cant even stop crying himself to sleep at night. A man who was once a highly respected military officer is now the bum who sits in his empty house and gets drunk before 10 am every day. To hide the pain, the emotions, all of the feelings broiling inside, the hate, the sorrow, everything.

The thoughts and emotions were compounded by the fact that the killer was never truly found. With no fingerprints, bullets, or many wittnesses, the cops couldn't do much. Only one man was brought into court but was sooon deemed to be innocent by new information. everyone seemed to have an alibi.

"STEVE! SNAP OUT OF IT!" Mike yelled. I had drifted of into a haze consisting of flashbacks, thoughts, and emotions. I often did this. I was taken to a counselour and even that didn't seem to do anything for it. I would still drift off with no warning and would have to be woken out of it.

"Sorry Mike. Drifted off."
"Yeah, I know. God man, I hate seeing you like this. What do you say man, lets go out today. And NO booze, either."
"fine, nothing could make this worse," I griped and got up to clean myself up, something i hadnt done in a while.
Government: We're still going to be using the military.
Government: And they'll still be getting paid... kinda.
Government: I mean, it'll just be a little delayed... yeah... delayed.
Government: Oh, and don't forget to  keep paying taxes.
Government: And you have to listen to us because even though
we're no longer the government, we're still the government.

So i just meet this EX-Marines Vietnam Warrior. He told me about how they were treated in and after the war. They were called Baby killers, murderers, they were hated. So, why sould the people today be any different. Well because times have changed. People become greatful for them. SO here is to all of the men and woman that servered for our country and were called all of those things. YOU are the true heros. YOU are the reason I want to fight today. YOU are brave and strong men and woman. May you be remembered for all of the things you have done, fighting for our rights, freedoms, and our lives. THANK YOU!!
Confession #14


I was planning on joining the Military next year.
PLEASE COME HOME. 
You are so sexy, girl.
I can’t wait until you’re eighteen. I’m going to sign you up to be in the military.


My Mama Said: "If it's true love, then you'll meet again."
So That's what I'm hoping for...








"When I was in the military, they gave me two medals for kill two men and a discharge for loving one." - Epitaph of Leonard P.



 
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