The Island

bigpapadan on Jan 1, 2011

Tags: boot camp, flash fiction, Parris Island, recruits, S.C., The Marine Corps, USMCRD

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A Day in the Life of a Boot.

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The smell of mildew and diesel fuel

The first smells of the place

voices, shouting and berating

We were young, golden

fear and regret on each face

the sound of metal shoe taps

echoing across the parking lot

as they hustled us into formation.

Welcome to the Island.

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DeEeMaN on Jan 1, 2011
Very good!
Freethinking on Jan 1, 2011
Oh boy….and let the games begin.
lxdollarsxl on Jan 1, 2011
ah the military smells and sounds
Guy Hogan on Jan 1, 2011
Basic training, I remember it well.
bigpapadan on Jan 1, 2011
Yeah, regardless of the nation or the branch of service, they all start out basically the same, fear and chaos. LOL
Angela Ohm on Jan 1, 2011
Great writing ! Very expressive.
Gilberta Z. on Jan 1, 2011
cool, i like the “welcome to the island” part. feels like i’m there!
bigpapadan on Jan 1, 2011
Thank you both, I hope the New Year finds you happy, healthy and doing well.

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