Field Trip

She looked at him, "You can't leave, we can figure something out..." she drifted off. She knew what he would say, there was nothing she could do to change that.
"I have to leave and you know I can't do anything about it." He said this in a gentle tone, trying to hide his agony. He didn't want to leave, but he knew he had to.
She looked down, trying to hide the tears in her eyes.
"Whatever happens, I'll always be with you." The softness of his voice was almost enough to make her smile. He leaned over and kissed her. She felt his smooth lips for what might be the last time.
She looked up and stared into his golden brown eyes. This wasn't fair. Why did he have to leave? It was as if the world didn't want them to be together.
He turned around and dissapeared into the woods. Around her neck, she felt the cold necklace that he had given her on their first date. It was a silver heart hanging on a silver chain. It was simple, but it meant everything to her. She took it off and dug a whole at the bottom of a pine tree. She placed the necklace inside it and covered it with soil, burrying her love along with the silver heart.

Decades later, the necklace is still there. Kids run around the forest ignoring what had happened a long time ago. Everything seems normal, but beneath the earth at the bottom of a pine tree, lies a silver heart, representing and strong, but impossible love. If someone is to find it, they won't know what it will mean, it will just be another mystery.

Ambush/ The Man I Killed

"The Man I Killed" is written from the point of view of O’Brien. He wasn't really sure of what was going on, just as he wasn't sure about what he was doing when he threw the grenade. I think that he did kill him, but I also think that he really didn't know what was happening or hat he was doing. I don't think that he did it on purpose it was just a natural reflex, he probably could never imagine himself killing someone else.

O'Brien really doesn't know anything about the man except for his appearance. He makes up or imagines his life and everything he could have had. The guilt inside of him is making him think of everything that he has probably taken away from the man by killing him. This whole other life that he is creating in his mind shows all the wonderful and great things that the man had and could have looked forward to if he lived through the war. All of this comes from his imagination to make him feel even guiltier.