"Stand still!" he yelled, and i tried not to move until he walked past me. I started breathing again. The General wasn't really a person you'd like from the moment you see him... and later you like him even less. I looked around a bit. This room, where I was standing with some other soldiers, was all grey. Like a prison, but I would have rather been in one.
My story isn't really worth to tell, but i'll do a short summary. My name is Joe Walston, and I didn't behave that good the last months... To be exact, I behaved that bad, even my parents kicked me out. Ok, I'm 21 and still lived in their house, but that's not why I was at this place not even the General seemed to like.
About two weeks before i was running out of money again. My parents stopped giving me some since i started smoking. So i went to a market and tried to steal some. I got caught and kicked out. As kind as the owner of the market was he didn't call the police. But the silly me had to try again... just not that harmles