Day 15:
Another day of misery, of hurt. I can hear moans and groans of pain from the various people around me. The sickness has taken its toll on these brave and courageous men and woman, people I have known since young. And who to blame for this heinous crime? The U.S. military and their partner in crime: Agent Orange.
Basic societal rule demands that one would have to take care of someone you've purposely harmed, yet those who have caused this are running free. Is there no justice in this world! They have caused so torment, so much misery with no retribution coming for them. It simply isn't fair. All that hopes and dreams, shattered. All because of a single mistake of the U.S. military. Somebody must pay for this! I will not let this go by unavenged! Those murderers shall be killed! By any means necessary. Even is it means joining the rebels, those people whose life hood is killing, not honest work like farming. Rumor has it that Shifty Will has... connections with the rebels. I must find him, for it is a sliver of hope, no matter how slim.
I pushed myself up from the ground, teeth gritted against the excruciating pain. Shoving the pain aside, I started walking. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step", this journey, though not a thousand miles, has begun. Far off, I can here the song "Dawn of a Rebellion" from Rebel without a Cause. I grinned mirthlessly, oh, yes, I was a rebel, but not without a cause, certainly not...