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Hey my name Stephon Roy and I want to present you my best friend Jesse Brian. We’ve been friends since we were kids. We both didn’t have any family in our life we don’t have anyone to turn to just each other. Jesse had a hard life his mom was killed in a car crash and his dad was locked up for stealing food from the store for Jesse to eat since they were poor. Jesses dad was said to have been a good man just that he got caught stealing food from a store and then was sentenced to jail for overdue bills and then was later told that his son would be taken away from him for not being able to take care of him.  He was so devastated with the news that he ended his life by jumping of a building. I didn’t have no one i never met my parents I was abonded when I was a kid and i was sent to an orphanage where i grew up and later found my best friend Jesse. Jesse and I always wanted to help out the kids who didn’t have no one in their life, kids that didn’t have any family if their life. One day out of nowhere we were told that men have to go help out in the war against Germany something about Hitler attacking Poland I don’t remember anything else but we were soon going to the battle zone. I was sent as a paramedic and so was Jesse. The thing was that we were apart from each other like 8 miles. The days went by and injured people would come and leave it was frightening. I got no new news about Jesse and hows he doing is he good or bad I was worried. After a few days I got news that  jesses camp site was attacked and he was one of the few people that survived and that we would be attending the survivors. Once they arrived I saw that Jesses eyes were filled with horror he had seen things that were should’ve never been seen by him. I tried to talk to him about what had happened but he wouldn’t talk to anyone he was scared. Jesse would spend the days staring of into nothing he would bearly eat he didn’t want to be around anyone all he wanted was to be alone. At night he would scream like if he something would scare him every night. On our last day at the site we all woke up every one except for Jesse.

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