The prison is a large open camp surrounded by a barbed wire fence. We were forced to march from the hospital to the railroad it took 6 days they forced us to march with no food or water 60 miles. If you fell behind, talked to guards, or tried to help someone they either beat you or killed you. I watched in horror as an officer refused to give up his wedding ring and he was forced to his knees and beheaded. Men simply fell over dead from exhaustion.
The story “The Monsters” is about how a meat eater or something crashed and then all of their power,cars,phones,and lawn mowers quit working,and starting. The movie “The Andy Griffith Show” is about how a new guy came into town and it’s like that place was his home town but it wasn’t .He knew everyone’s name,and job ,and some people were getting kind of scared-worried that he was sent over to spy but he wasn’t he just got the paper from there and started to read it and knew everybody and just wondered what they looked like. How the stories and books and compared and contrasted. Some keywords I look for to say are about,how,who,what,when,and where. In both stories-movies they are alike because they both have something that scares-worries them.
He stopped. Officer Hymon used his flashlight and could tell that Garner was unarmed. Officer Hymon then told Garner to stop but Garner started to climb the chain link fence. That 's when Officer Hymon shot and killed Garner. A purse and ten dollars were found in Garner 's possession from the house.
As George was left to die, a passer-by saw him lying next to his car, he used the cab radio to call for help. Police were already on their way, the cyclists had already phoned them. A man matching the description of the killer, had been seen in a chip shop just 1 mile away from where George had been killed. He was covered in blood, and had scratches on his face. He was never caught.
Along Mazy May Creek, Walt and his father lived. There were strange men starting to pass through their area, and Walt had agreed to help keep his father’s friend, Loren Hall’s, claim safe. After Walt watched the men for a while, he decided to go to Dawson. He didn’t have any dogs, so he stole some of the men’s in a rush for Dawson. The men shot at him and attempted to catch him over and over again until he found Loren Hall at his camp and they rode to “gold commissioner’s office”.
While John was giving him instructions, Johns secretary Jose, heard about this goldshipment and wanted the gold. So Jose made a posse to take down this shipment. While Fred was traveling, he got sick and was exrtremely exhausted. He had never been a field person. well just 50 miles from Dead Wood, Jose and his squad all waited in the canyons.
We charged relying on our officers for compass bearings and many of us got momentarily lost. We were able to pass over the Huns front trenches with ease. During the initial push we even caught a Hun with his pants in his hands, they were just getting up! Then the 30th Battalion formed up right next to Lamotte, a ruined country town and the tanks moved into position. We waited till 8:20 till the tanks waved their little green and white flags and we were on the move again.
As the smell of diesel fuel filled my nose every breath I took and the sound of Five Finger Death Punch filled my ears, I thought about what was back home. The green grass, my bed, my wife, my dog Barrett, and the smell of bacon. While I was day dreaming, my squad leader, Glenn Martin, we call him Roman, shook me out of my dream of the sweet treats that can only be found in America. “We’re going into a red zone. The last thing this team needs is for somebody to be shot while they don’t even realize.” “Roger, Sir… So where are we going again?” “In one side of Baghdad and out the other, but while we’re in there, we will be taking any form of insurgency out and clearing a path so that we can set up base here.” “Hoo-ah,” I said as he gave me a slap on the shoulder and headed back to his seat towards the front of the Mine resistant ambush Protected vehicle, “MRAP” for short.
Not only was he really sick and could not go that night, but his sister and parents were reported missing and said they has died the one night he did not go. After a month of searching for them, praying day and night, hoping for them to return, nothing seemed to help. After months he gave up on demanding to get his family back together. Nothing was helping acquire his family back as a whole.
From skipping rocks in the Upper Iowa River and beating down a tree with a bone to hiking to the Coldwater Creek, Memorial day camping is always a trip to remember. The morning of Memorial Day, 2017 started with panic as excitement and anxiety rushed through my veins. I laced my boots and grabbed my army backpack before packing my stuff into the car. Before leaving I hastily grabbed something to eat and ran outside to pack my things. When I jumped in the car I caught the smell of fresh pine