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and frustration in the mans voice. He is there every time, he is dressed like a general in the army. He appears to be their leader or general or somthing. Once every week i am taken to this room for about an hour and then taken back to my cold, dark, bloody cell and beaten with a stick with no remorse constantly beaten to my core, they not only leave physical scars they make emotional and mental scars too. I close my eyes filled with tears and try to block out the pain but it never works. I am then sitting alone, in my own blood and tears, not knowing what to do. I think to myself why don't they just kill me, why can't all the pain and suffering just end? I think back to my days at Fort Miles where i met my best friend Derrick Simpson. Derrick and i went through military training together. We were the best of friends and we exceeded in all the challenges. I haven't seen Derrick since the day our squad left the berrics on a mission to scout out the rugged landscape when i accidentally veered into the wilderness and was attacked and captured my 3 vietnamese soldiers hiding in the bushes. A new day starts, as i wake up there is a man in a dark red suit just staring at me in disgust. I stared back at him with anger in my bloodshot eyes. I gathered spit in my mouth and spit at the man and started to yell at him saying, “What do you want with me?” The man just stared at me and then he just walked away. My eyes became very heavy after a few hours and i fell into a deep sleep. About 20 minutes later I wake quickly to loud yelling in vietnamese, there are 3 men with masks who have unshackled me and put a bag over my and the forcefully escort me to a new room. They sat me down in a chair and pulled the bag off my head. The
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