Personal Narrative: Drill Sergeant Ross

In Oct 2004, I joined the US Navy Reserves with the desire to be an Officer. I joined the Reserves under the advice that I would have a better chance of being selected coming from inside the Reserves. I applied but lacked the technical degree needed to be a competitive candidate at that time. I choose to stay in the Reserves and serve in enlisted ranks. I am proud to say that I have served in the US Navy Reserves for ten years.

I've attended the ball numerous times some while on active duty, at times with dates, at times with friends, but today it is with someone special. Today, November 10th, is the 240th Birthday of the United States Marine Corps (USMC), and I am anxious.

day to day operations that you do, but you certainly want your best person there, to me that means the most senior officer who was Lieutenant Commander Burmaster, there to be walking beside with the General to answer other questions that a First Class Petty Officer may not know.

I was the happiest man in the world. Red Chief was still missing and I have not any painful migraines ever since . I was so happy I even went out for dinner and got my favorite meal. After dinner, I thought I might as well have a late night drink and then off to bed. After I drank a little sweet whiskey I started to feel a little headache, but that's ok because there is no Red Chief and that means no migraines. But I spoke too soon, I see him coming down the street and he's coming closer to his house. As soon as he is, he starts to talk on and on about his kidnapping and the painful migraine starts.

As the war was getting ready to end, my brother and I were excited to see our family again. As we were talking about how everyone has probably changed and grown up, out of the corner of my eye I saw a sniper. BANG!!!!! He shot my brother. He was Dead. The worst thing about this is how he was shot minutes before the war was over. I was later told that the snipers general told him to stop shooting and if he didn’t say this I too would’ve been shot. It was sad going home without my brother but I had to fight through the pain. I don’t think I will ever be able to forgive the man who killed my brother. My brother will always be in my heart. When my kids grow older I will tell them

was in command as I went through these paces. In the journal I kept, the final words in each entry were the same everyday: ‘Thank you, God, for one more day.’ No matter how bad things would get, I’d never forget to tell Him that.”

He was inside his battalion’s vehicle, heavy, armored, and cramped, navigating across a hot sandlot with shredded metal, bomb craters, and bodies spread throughout. The vehicle, an M2 Bradley, armed and ready-to-fire in a moment’s notice. His guardian.

Private. Kinolua Kelekolio enlisted under the United States Army as an Infantryman. At the ages of five to fourteen years old, I never considered the military was a optimum choice in my life. I didn’t even think the military was a option for me. Nonetheless my mind was changed for many reason’s.

The United States military I consider one of the best in the world which is one reason I love learning about it. The U.S. military is well funded and generally has some of the newest and most advanced technology out there such as a railgun that fires ferrous projectiles using magnets to 3 times the speed of sound. For reasons like this I also want to join the marines to get to use technology like that.

As dawn breaks among the trees, we set out. There are four of us. At one time we were seven.

According to the New York Times in 2013 less than .5 percent of the U.S population serves in the armed forces. Thats all 6 branches: the Navy, the Army, the Marines, the Air Force, the Coast Guard, and the National Guard combined. It surprised me when I found this information last year because the military was, and still is, such a big part of my life. Just about everyone in my family is in or has been in the military. When I was still in elementary school my aunts and uncle were still active duty so I remember sending them care packages and waiting for them to come home. I remember going on base to go to the commissary, which is the grocery store on base, and the PX, which is where you get clothes, toys, etc., on base, every week. Growing

Recently. The Mayor came up with the idea, to send an armed party out into the woods to investigate the attacks. She would send 50 guards to find and kill, whoever was attacking the People of Bunker Level F. This mission was not only to kill the Mulish men, but to battle train the new Recruits. There was a total of 35 recruit and 15 hardened soldiers, who were sent to do the mission. (I was one of them that had to stay behind and guard the city, along with Katie Frost, and Harry Gifford and Mary Cadence.) The mission was supposed to take a total of 5 hour, but no one came back or signaled any messages to us , then we decide we would waited another five hour( not that we had a choice, our shift is 12 hours from 6 AM - 6 PM. ) and finally

Hey Molly, I think it’s awesome that you are an Expert Marksman! I can hit a clay pidgin with a shotgun, but that’s about it. I know what you mean about being talkative until it’s something you’re required to do, not to mention graded on. I can be a perfectionist sometimes and the English language isn’t my strongest point, so I can get kind of freaked out myself putting a weakness on display like that. Still I think this class has the potential to be a lot of fun.

There was one point when I was normal that was before IT happened. Ohh you're wondering what IT is. It is the apocalypse. As I know so far i’m one of the only one’s alive. I'm with my friends Nick,Charles,and Troy. We have survived for a total of 80

We radioed up as we left the ambush site and that the element was pushing back to the FOB, QRF replied they will hold down our extraction route since they were just around the corner. It was a fight all the way back, up till about a mile from FOB Loyalty. As we pulled in the gate yet again, I saw that the other teams were still there along with others that I have never seen before. As we parked the Bradleys, is when the platoon found out that the trail Bradley that got hit, lost one of the dismounts and they were taking him to the Hospital on the FOB. The teams were there to help take off our wounded and KIA. As we started to refit they asked us to meet them outside at their trucks. The Company Commander asked the Platoon to move to their trucks.