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Personal Narrative: The Day I Shot My Soldier

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Front sight alignment, high firm pistol grip, breath control, slow steady squeeze and follow through. Tools utilized by Marines on the battlefield known today as the war on terror. During times of war we are faced with many difficult decisions that kick into overdrive almost as if pulling a tractor trailer up a hill until we finally over heat and explode. Do we follow through? Pull the trigger? Man, woman, child… terrorist. Trained in the crucible of Marines, to be the most devastating killing machine at the age of 19 or a martyr for weakness. The day I shot my rifle in combat has been imprinted in my mind as permanent as the ink on my body or the scars that tell the stories of war. Do I follow through?

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