Jesse sat down on a bench, she was panting deeply, seeing as she just ran about another five miles. She kept running like this everyday, still trying to forget the memory of the man dying in her arms, after he saved her life. She felt tears whelm in her eyes as she thought about it then quickly wiped them away. She couldn't stand war anymore and was glad that she was off call, she shouldn't be called for another year, she hoped anyways. Her fellow soldiers kept telling her to go see a therapist but she refused, she didn't trust them.
He walked alogn side the water whering a black robe that shiens in the sun light he is also whering rings and charms of celtic decent he walked up to you with consern in his voice . Excues me miss but are you all right?
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