Its chill it happened when i was 6 so ive got vivid memories
I tried surfing way back when but couldn’t get on my feet lol
It was fun to try and balance on my chest though
You have to be fast 
Send over your best story, interested in reading it now
I have one story on the forum, with three chapters. The third was a little rushed, but I’ll give you a link to the starting chapter.
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I spent 2 months (53 days exactly) at Parris Island as a United States Marine recruit.
Got sent home due to “occupational stress”.
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I really like it! Writing is something I like to do in my spare time too! One criticism would I have would be to show and not really tell the hunter and the bandit’s emotions. I’ll try and send over my draft for a college essay if I can figure out how to. Overall well done though, was a fun read!
I also paralyzed myself for 20 minutes by slamming my ass into a sharp rock so i bruised my tailbone so badly i physically couldn’t move for awhile.
I spent time down in Beaufort SC to see my mother over the summer! Were you upset that you were let go? How do you feel about it now?
I’ve gotten a lot of criticism for the actions of the characters in my stories, but I think for what I’m going for it works well. Anyways, if you ever decided to make stories maybe I’d read them. I’m thinking about continuing writing chapter 4 for wounded.
that must have been uncomfortable as hell. One of those pains that I don’t want to think about.
Oh and i forgot to mention, about the day i bruised my tailbone. A seagull took a fat shit on my head the second i got back on shore
thats tuff but i once got a shampoo bottle stuck up my behind
Here it is, I’m more of a personal narrative guy than a story teller.
Not particularly. Bummer yeah but God that place destroyed my mental health. The idea of being inside of the military felt nice but as I continued I felt less like a person and more like a cog in a machine. That feeling crushed me. Home sickness didn’t help either.
nice juxtaposition
I once front flipped off a twenty foot cliff and landed on my face into water *
How were you recruited? School? My parents wanted my scrawny ass to go to the military but I never saw the appeal of being mentally destroyed by their regimens. Thank god you got out of there though.
Hmm. I’ll read it right now actually.