Senuku

 I sit alone in my room pondering upon what I had done. Was he going to be okay I asked myself. I felt sorry but at the same time I knew he deserved it. My brother was always quiet and mild mannered. It always got on my nerves, he needed to learn to take it like a man. A wooden cap to the eye never took a soldier out of commission. Sure, he was only 10. I was 3 years younger than him and I had taken many hits to the face, knees, gut, I was alright, right? I fiddled with my old brodie helmet completely lost in thought. My brother was such a sissy. If it was him who had shot me I would've shot back, stood my ground. Not gone tattling to the mai