I remember waking up to a variety of jolting motions, hands on my shoulders, and my bunkmate screaming my name. “Eddie man, you gotta get up we’re being deployed!” I jumped out of bed, knocking him out of the way in the process. I threw my clothes on and stood up looking around at the chaos around me. No one in my station had ever been deployed before and you could almost smell it in the air; the excitement of men who were doing what they’d dreamed of doing for their entire life. Our commander came marching in, “ALRIGHT MEN! WE’RE GOING TO Esseker TODAY!”
Shaking with excitement, my station marched in line towards a large C17, where we boarded the plane and entered our seats. As I strapped myself in, I looked around the plane and noticed the looks of excitement on everyone’s faces. I fell asleep, and when I woke up there was a large jolt before the back of the plane began slowly lowering. A staticy voice came over the radio com and it took me a few moments before I realised that it was our Platoon commander, tell us that we were reaching the drop point within the next 5 minutes. We had 45 seconds for all of us to jump, or else we would be too far along in order to reach the designated landing area. As excited as I was, I sprinted towards the loading area and jumped off, parachuting to the drop point.
As I was at the end of my 4 year Military contract when the United States forces were pulled in 2007, I decided to stay in Esseker and live out my life, with a woman I had met, Ivanka. I lived in Esseker happily, as I got a job as a carpenter and was content with living my life out with my Beautiful wife and my son Tim. I was doing my dishes one day when my door burst open and a masked man came in with a gun. I tried to wrestle him to the ground, but I felt a forceful thump on the back of my head before everything went black. I woke up on the outskirts of Esseker with a note that read, “Have Fun Eddie, I know we did.”