Today I woke up late, because I was tired of the hike yesterday. Next to the tent there were four rocket launchers on the ground, and I wondered if we were heading out for the battle today. Unsure of what was going to happen, I started to clean my rifle, because there was nothing for me to do. I remembered the good days, when I used to wake up and see my mom, and sister. A few moments later everyone woke up, and started to clean their weapons. I wondered if we would get killed like the two who had died in the raid. Then I had a frightening thought, “Will I ever see my family. Will I die and will the army burry me without any rituals." We were given the same lunch but slightly early. After lunch, we started to talk about how the war was going to end. Then I saw a big crowd of soldiers near the HQ. We all were curious about what was happening, so we all went there. Some soldiers older than me and soldiers as old as me were playing baseball.
We asked if we could play, and the captain said that we could. After about forty minutes, when all of the people who were playing got tired I was allowed to bat. The pitcher was a guy named Enrique. I had two strikes, but on the third ball I scored a homerun. I scored about four homeruns during the whole game. When we were done, the captain came up to me and said that I had played good. Everyone said that Enrique, and I were the best players. We played until we couldn't see the ball anymore. I would have volunteered to join the army if I knew that they played baseball. I felt free and wonderful after we played baseball. We were given dinner of bread, beans, and coffee. After we ate we were ordered to go to sleep.
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