Bad Catch Monologue

Bad Catch
By dominic clifford

I guess the day I died it was a sunny day, a day of joking around. We had been digging holes, walking and keeping guard: practically the daily routine. We had been just been mucking around before it happened as perusal. Rat Kiley and I had invented a macho game to play. We toss smoke grenades back and forth, like hot potato but with higher stakes.
Today the game goes wrong and a grenade explodes, thus killing me; his death, I guess this was an accident. Just few seconds ago i had been standing under a tree in the shade, and stepped out into the sunlight to catch the grenade. For a split second I thought I was killed by the sunlight, or was Tims O’Briens fault but It wasn’t. Seconds after the explosion I
All I can or want think about is my family, the girls or my my friends and sadly the horrifying pain which I know won't last for long. I guess it's weird how time slows down, we your about to do but decide to use it wisely cause I don’t have much left, Its all most like if time is frozen around me. I remember a memory when I had it all, but I guess you don’t appreciate something until gone. It was one cloudy afternoon, it feels like centuries ago… I was being clasic me, being a prick and being funny, Ive changed so much, it's like we are two different people that wouldn’t get on with each other if they met. But anyway me and my family went to a park where my brothers and sisters played as kids. We would play cowboys and Indians or Tag, i would do anything to turn time back, due to the fact I was happy and my limbs were still intact . But anyway, we were having having a BBQ on independence day with friends and family. I was 16 at the time and I had a crush on Bella parker. We had spent the entire day together, we had been firstling and teasing each other. I remember my brother kept teasing me about her, but it didn’t matter because i didn’t care what he or anyone thought because she was the only thing