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I fought in a war a few many years ago they called it Vietnam but I called it hell. My unit 
and I were in battle it was starting to get dark and somehow the unit got separated. I 
keep walking through the jungle to find them. But out of nowhere I herd gun fire I know 
rite then I had just been ambushed I took more bullets then I could count. I know it has 
been year’s sense that night but it feels like it happened yesterday. When my unit 
found me they thought I was dead but somehow I had hung on. I had lost so much 
blood it was not a pretty sight they all thought I was going to die for sure. The pain 
was so unbearable I just wanted to die. I still hung on I am not quite sure why I really 
thought I was going to die. But God had his hands on me if it would not have been for 
the miracle God gave me I would not be telling you this story. I thank God everyday for 
saving my life that night. Because getting shot by fifteen bullets is quite a fright I should 
have died that night. But God had something better for me in his plan. After the war 
they gave me a purple heart but I must have had a heart of steal to make it through. 
My unit gave me a nickname which I carry with me now still today. They call me the 
silver bullet the brave soldier who lived.

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