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The Quiet American - Imaginative

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Fallujah’s End
Sunday 20th April 2004 - Afghanistan.
It has not always been like this. There was once peace in this land, though peace is now naught but a faded memory. When I first came here, i only saw the smiles of the kids in the streets just kicking a ball or running around. Now what I see is half broken roads with half or completely destroyed buildings with possibly 'invisible' bombs around the roads. Instead of travelling around this city in a taxi, I have to travel in a goddamn Humvee. 6 years ago it was, when I first landed here in a plane, being forced to come here to negotiate with the government of Afghanistan with that of mine, USA that is.
They call me the 'Mr. Negotiator' as apparently I can negotiate with other people …show more content…

It was only 7 o clock. I took a cold shower, since the time I have been here in this country; I have only taken 2 hot showers. Sure, at first it was the worst thing to do during a day, now its normal, suited to my lifestyle.
By the chattering and shouting I heard in the morning, seems as though Chris hadn’t come back last night. That had settled my plan for today as I planned to go search the city to find him. Even though he was different, narrow minded and wanted different things, he was still my friend in a way, I think…
Chris’s special ops team had tried to search for him all day, but still no clue as to where he would be. As for me I had been going in around the buildings and saw one of the most horrible sights, which I could never forget. Literally, an army of dead bodies situated in the middle of the road. If I had remembered correctly, this had been the route I had taken to come to the air base. These bodies were not here before. This must have happened last night. Unconsciously, I had started to suspect Chris of being responsible for something like this.
It was close to midnight, I had searched for Chris all day. It seemed as though he’s completely disappeared. Obviously the search team would have searched this city inside out by now. Suddenly, I had heard a loud voice, as if they had been screaming at the top of their lungs.
“Hey!”
I turned around to where the voice

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