6 a.m., been stuck in a foxhole wide awake all night waiting for the enemy, the pouring rain has us covered in gravy, and the fun dip from the ground is stuck in our licorice boots. We stacked up mounds of...
“You can’t go out there, it’s too dangerous!” The guard exclaimed, trying to block me from the gate leading out to the drawbridge. “Watch me,” I replied with a scoff. “It’s killed...
