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Who am I?
NonFiction
 Created on 6-17-07
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Dreams. Nightmares. Everynight they come and go... the nightmares more often than not. Why do I have to be the one to endure this? Why do guys like me have to have this pain? Sleep? Yeah right, maybe 3 hours a night. The dead doesn't sleep, so why should I? Why do I get to have the opportunity to sleep when others don't? Tears stain the pillows I lay my head on. Memories of the past only burn into my mind when I close my eyes... Sleep? Yeah, right. Why do guys like me have to endure this, why do we have to be the ones to put up with constant pain. Our own people refuse to acknowledge the good we do. They protest and jeer at us without knowing the feelings we have. They treat us like dogs, even though our pain is what keeps them free. Again I ask, why?
As I search through the constant void, I realize why we are the way we are. I begin to understand who exactly I am... who we are. We are the only people that have the will and fortitude to do a job that no one wants. We are the protectors of freedom and the American way. And the pain we have... well, we do it for you America... We do it for you, and if you can't appreciate it, then so be it. Continue your protests and jeering and heckling. I can take it... We all can take it. Just remember that we do it for you.
Who am I? I am THE American Patriot!
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