Double Narrative Midterm Revised
Then
The men landed and regrouped at the checkpoint. They were scared, fearing they would never return to
their wives and families back at home. However, they knew they could not show it for they were brave american soldiers from all corners of the
country bound together to fight a common evil. Most of
the men questioned their position in the country at this stage in the war and wondered if they
would die for an imaginative thing,
this idea of democracy. On this particular patrol they found
themselves knocking on the enemies back door. It seemed peaceful as the rest of the battalion was
taking off their parachutes. The first lieutenant was looking at the map as he
pulled out his compass and pencil to figure out which way the rendezvous was
with the first infantry. After getting everyone set the men moved out to the
small village of Di Kha. The men found that the land was almost too quiet
compared to their past missions. As they marched through the thick jungle and
rice patties they had the eerie feeling like they were being watched. The heat was really getting to this the better of the soldiers as sweat poured down
their faces causing vision to be impaired. The men found it strange to not have
the smell of rotting dead bodies in the air. A
stick broke in the thicket of the jungle away from the platoon and the first lieutenant ordered the men to
stop. The men swung around there M16 rifles in every direction looking for an enemy they could not see. They stood in silence for what seemed
like a millennium. The
silence was broken by a loud scream in the bushes and then what sounded like an army followed it.
Now
Alright boys I don’t care what you hear about these POW camps and all the
stories and legends behind them, we’re getting outta here. There numbers may be
grander but we are Rangers God Dammit! It don't matter how many Viet Cong the
send us we'll kill every single one. Now there patrols pass by every now and then, if we can get one of
these assholes and his rifle then we can take out the whole camp. Who knew
bamboo sticks would be so strong to keep us locked up like animals? I’ll tell
you this boys, we ain’t animals, they are and they are the ones that will lose
this fight. When night falls we will strike and free
all of our brothers out of this hell hole. Alright here comes one of them now I will get his attention
and Jimmy you snap that assholes neck into two. Alright Gyro you’re the best shot here I will give you the rifle but only shoot when it is our last
resort we don't want the whole camp waking up. All right boys move as a unit and I will get us out of this
mess alive.
Midterm Revision
2551
Earth is in a simple and quiet state, not really worried
about anything. This particular summer, to most, was the best summer on the planet with mild temperatures and
occasional rain, but not any severe hurricanes like in the past years. The
winter was like the summer, with little snow and a crisp, cold air to it. The
Boston Patriots had won the Super Bowl and are now working to get their fifth
one in a row. However controversy has spiked in the sports world after the
Super Bowl and Boston Patriot fans do not believe any of the ridiculous allegations. President MacHarisson announced that the brand new
Self-Farm plantations would be sent all around the world to help stop world
hunger from spreading.
MacHarrison is also working on his reelection that many people agree will be a
shoe-in for him. The economy had a slight spike downwards but not too many
people were affected or even cared to notice since they were to busy enjoying
their time in the roaring 550's. World leaders from
all corners of the globe have been able to come together and work out differences
and strive for a common good. Many people
agree that this has been the best year that the entire world has seen so far.
2552
Earth is ravaged with pollution. It is overpopulated and has little resources
left. Human life expectancy is at an all-time low leaving people to question whether they should
even continue to have children in this hell of a world. People are attempted to be
kept in line with the government use of robots, but these usually only appear
in major cities protcting those who have what
is left for food. Anarchy
still rises throughout the world to try and overthrow their leaders, blaming them for this
downfall and feeling that violence is the only way returning to survival of the
fitest. Mankind is
on the verge of extinction and needs an exodus strategy. No one knows how much
longer mankind will last with the countless number of murders and crime.
Mankind needs salvation from itself but no one knows where it is or how long they will have to wait for it.
FanFiction Revised
Carol
As she drove away from Rick she was trying
to piece together in her mind that she might never see her family again. It broke her heart to come to this
realization, but she knew what she did was right. Killing and burning those
bodies was the only hope that the prison could have to stop the infection from
spreading to everyone. Carol was the only one who could bring themselves to do
it in this god forsaken world they have found themselves in. Carol did the only
thing she had trained all the other kids to do and that was to survive. Quiet
and abandoned, the town was a sign of a new start for Carol. After going through
stores, which had been cleared out from all the chaos, she scavenged what she
could. A few cans of what was now a mystery meat
and water bottles. As she walked throughout the town she found herself looking at an abandoned
apartment complex and decided to try and stay the night. Knife in hand she went
door by door making sure she would not get attacked in her sleep like her
husband did. She finally found her own little room and sealed it off with an
old wooden dresser. As she started to close her eyes she heard a banging.
Immediately she grabbed her knife and tried to figure out where the noise was
emanating from. She found the problem behind an opaque glass door. It was a
female walker trying to get at her like the wall wasn't there. As Carol was reaching
for the doorknob, a child of no more than six appeared and clawed at the glass
as well. Carol froze and just stood there, the hand hovering over the doorknob started to shake remembering her little Sophia as she
walked out of that barn a monster that no mother wants to see their child turn into. A monster only hungry only for flesh. Carol remembered
watching as the bullet traveled through her daughters head and her infected
blood spilling everywhere
creating a pool in the dirt.
Carol dropped her knife and covered her mouth with both hands as she slid along the wall to the floor in tears.
Seeing this not only reminded her of Sophia but also how she might never see
her group again. Carol finally was overcome with sleep and the constant
thumping on the glass was drowned out. Darkness filled her eyes until the
thumping started to grow louder and she woke up in a flash, startled and looked
around rapidly moving her head in all directions. After realizing she was safe
her breath returned to a steady pace and she found herself looking at the
walkers silhouettes again. After staring at them with a face of anger and
disappointment, she sat up, grabbed her knife and went back to grab her things
to go out and scavenge again. Carol realized that she still had to do one thing,
and that was survive.
