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I’m at Beaver Mountain but I forgot my snowboard and snow pants. But I do have a motorcycle and a go-cart. So I go up and down Beaver riding on my motorcycle and go-cart. But I was really sad I forgot my snow gear and my friends where all very upset with me. But it was very exciting I was doing all these tricks and flips and just having a good time. Everyone was jealous and kept asking for a turn, I could only recognize my friends no one else, and I kept telling them no.

I was sitting in a hospital office, unaware how I had gotten there, with my friend, Angela, beside me. On the opposite side of the desk sat a nurse who was handing us papers, and asking for our signatures. She was talking for what seemed like a very long time, but her exact words escape my memory. After signing the papers, the nurse walked Angela and I into a different room; it was extremely cold and had one queen sized hospital bed. Ang and I laid down, both tremendously nervous. Angela was crying, but not myself. We ended up having surgery; they amputated each of our right arms, from the elbow down, and reattached them to each other. The last thing I remember before waking up is Angela and I thanking the doctors nonstop for the surgery.

Warfare as begun at a distance. Advancing battle-front. Church house? Need to evacuate. School? Hotel, packing up to leave. Watching skies - trails look beautiful but are from shelling. Frag blue plastic reaches us - time to go (still church house/school. Leaving, watching skies - parachutes: invading allies, Scottish paratroopers, asking what we've seen. I'm already leaving, ahead of the crowd. Go to room, stuff gone, L rings to ask for room-specific info: can't give it because I've already checked out (wisely - ahead of invasion). Hiding under bed.

I went to see my mother and asked her to give me my stuff back and she said no and i had a gun and a knife the gun was in my hand and i asked her again she still said no so i shot her in the arm and then i asked her again and she still said no so i got the knife out of my bag and started cutting bits off her and then my older sister came in and i told her to leave she said no so i shot her in the head then i went back to my mother and kept cutting and i kept asking for my stuff back and she just kept saying no so i eventually shot her and left with my stuff.

I was sitting in a hospital office, unaware how I had gotten there, with my friend, Angela, beside me. On the opposite side of the desk sat a nurse who was handing us papers, and asking for our signatures. She was talking for what seemed like a very long time, but her exact words escape my memory. After signing the papers, I leaned over the desk to hand them back to the nurse, but I could not reach her. After struggling for a bit, I decided to walk around the desk, but when I tried to stand, I noticed the bottom half of my leg was completely swollen and red. I then realized Angela’s leg looked the same and that we were both in wheelchairs. The nurse came and took the papers from me and then wheeled Angela and I down a long, dark hallway that appeared to be never ending, until we turned into a different room; it was extremely cold and had two small hospital beds. Angela and I laid down, both tremendously nervous. Angela was crying, but not myself. We ended up having surgery; they amputated each of our right legs, from the knee down, and reattached them to each other. The last thing I remember before waking up is Angela and I thanking the doctors nonstop for the surgery.

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