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2009-01-07 21:54:44 by Steldon6

They....

They knew I was too useful to waste...

I thought this was a war for Allah....

But it was just racism...

Fuck this war...

Fuck terrorism...

Fuck this world of war...

Prologue

I knew I was too good to waste, they tricked me into their plot. This evil, this snake that has taken me...

"For Allah" my brothers yelled into battle.

Iron Giants by their side.

"Shit, Shi... open fire! Go! Go! Go!"

The United Troopers started firing at my brethren, or what I thought they were at the time.

If this made people go to heaven, then they must go through hell to get there.

Of course, this is war, warfare, war has no rules, no laws to pass by, all you need to do is survive...

Survive...

In war, there are no such thing as good or evil, there is only corruption, corruption and poison, poison of the mind

I hate war, no joy, no fun, just misery...

And pain..

And resent...

And bunch other shit I don't want to get into....

This shit's gonna end...

I don't care what happens...

This shit is going to fuckin end, even if it kills me...

It's going to end....

1: Recovery

"Aashir, you alright?" said a companion, I was too blind from my pain.
"Yeah man, alright." I think I was high or somethin'
"He's alive, thank Allah!"
A bunch a men started huggin' but I could barely tell, I was feeling numb to the point you can't think, you can't do anything, your just doing all of the necessary bodily functions. I for got what my name was at the time.
After some time sleeping, I woke up with full awareness. I remembered then, my name was Aashir Aasim Ahad, triple A huh. I was born and raised in Jerusalem,Islam; my mother was a maid and my father a fighter, I lived in a deserted part of Jerusalem. When I became seventeen, I joined the forces of the "Sons of Allah", little did I know, I was doing evil and not serving Allah. After a long walk home, it loaded my guns, sharpened my blades, and had some rest. I was dreaming away...
Dreaming away...