War Diaries Day Six

War Diaries
Day Six

Driving down the road at 90 miles an hour
Smoke billowing up in the distance
Should we be driving this fast?
We pull up on two burning vehicles
A dead, burnt body hangs out the window
We move around
Slowly at first
As if someone will spring up at any moment
We come to the first vehicle
And smell nothing but death
We move to vehicle two
A whistling sound suddenly breaks the night air
Shit RPG, it’s a damned ambush
Fire and tracers erupt through the sky
Please god I don’t want to die here
I shake when I pull the trigger
I’m not even sure where I’m aiming
Something cuts through my ear
And all I remember was falling
Then nothing.