by Kat Miller

Created on: April 30, 2008

No one sets out to be a hero!mostly you just want to live out your life as peacefully as one can do,in today's world we think of hero's in the form of football stars or film stars soccer stars baseball stars,but to me these are just shallow people that do not deserve the title hero,ask any kid who there hero is and without a doubt they will tell you of today's sporting legend.

But to me a hero must earn the right to be called a hero to lay is or her live on the line that is what a true hero does,no one more so than my late friend malcolm,small in statue but big in everything he did,i first met Malcolm two or three weeks after joining the army we hit it of strait away we both had the same sense of fun ,when i think back on the many tricks that we played on our fellow soldiers even now after all these years i still smile,he was the last person on this earth that you would call a hero all any soldier wants to do is just keep is head down and stay out of any trouble and that is what both of us tried to do.

But you are in the army to do a job and that job is to go were your country tells you to go and after two tours of duty on the emerald island we both did what no soldier should ever do and that is to volunteer and we both did just that we volunteered to join a special unit ,we both passed our training in special skills and we both settled in with our new found friends.

Six months later we found our selves in a country far from home fighting against what we now call insurgents our job was to collect intelligence and report back to our units who would pas on this information on to the regulars,pretty dangerous work as we would be in enemy territory for long periods of time with little back up if anything went wrong,we both managed to survive this episode in our lives and after nine months we returned home to yet more special training.

The training was now geared to terrorism that was creeping more and more in to the world theater and after a period of extreme training we could now go anywhere in the world with our unit and take out any form of terrorist who had taken hostages they might be on a plane ,a train or in any kind of building it did not matter we were the best and the world terrorist was just about to find out how good our unit was,our days were filled with training then more training and when we thought we could not do any more training yes we had more training,we would storm planes with real people in them sitting next dummy's who would be the terrorists

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