intense fighting in Falujah. I'm watching it right now. the sky is lit up with rifle fire. I'm getting worn down. i'm sick of hearing about my brothers dying. i want insurgent blood!
I could not be you . Not only would I pass out but I would throw up , I am weak that way. I am sorry , death is not some thing I could handle in front of my eyes. I hada hard enough time seeing my friends at their funerals let alone being there when they died