As Gundabatunga sat inside his tent he could hear all the other soldiers dying in the battle field. He wondered whether his decision to make tea using rats milk was right, because the pain was too much to bear. He then found a refuge where he could spend the night. The pain was getting worse but going to the hospital was not an option. He knew they would be watching these places and he could be caught if he ventured there. So he decided it will be better to wear his new shoes without soles so that he could bypass the enemy without making a sound. As he walked past the enemy soldiers he moved silently, but he stepped on a huge thorn As he limped along, a dark trail of his blood was visible where his now limp foot trailed. As he reached the tree, he remembered all those sunny afternoons spent with his family. If this is how it ends, he was content.
THE END
By Vahid and Nahid on 26/05/09.
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