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Flashbacks, they said we'd have em, when we signed up. We didn't believe them, we believed we were invincible. That's why we didn't need drafted. We were going all the way, with the 101st screaming eagles, we were airborne. Rangers, green berets, commandos. We could do anything, but have flashbacks. Just like they said, they're the same every time, just as real and vivid as when it happened. Some more horrifying than others, all scenes from hell. The rain, the tunnels, the VC, the red tape, rules of engagement, Geneva convention, court-marti...
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The nightmare was the kind that seemed so real, so vivid, for a while after I woke up, I believed it was true. I really thought it had happened. The worst kind, I have been able to adjust, and realize, usually during the night mare, that, a dream was all it was, and sorry if pull myself out of it, or pull myself awake. That's what it feels like anyway. We were in my dad's old truck. A 94 plum purple Ford ranger, the cab with the fold down jump seats in the back, and bench seat up front. Not exactly an off road truck, per se, but the stock si...
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