chapter one

15 year old Jhonny Mcoy sat up in his walnut bed than he checked his watch it was a quarter till 5. He stood up he grabbed his blue jeans put them on he grasped his shirt and his socks and slipped on them as well. He tied on his boots. He walked into his garage jhonny paused to lay his hazelnut eyes on the cluttered heap of boxes that covered the walls he faced one of them it was labeled sports. He reached inside it and pulled out two red everlast boxing gloves. He slipped his hands into the pair of gloves then he turned to meet his opponent a wrinkled black punching bag he stands for a second as if to confuse it then he uppercuts to were the cheek would be then he kicks it off the hook it was mounted on ."Crash"it falls to the ground. The garage door creaks open "jhonny what are you doing up so early "jhonnys mom asks as she peaked her head through the door ."Bad dream"jhonny replied ."Was it a about dad"asked jhonnys mom." Yeah"jhonny replied."Oh well i've got breakfast on the table so come on in when your ready" mom said. "Ok" jhonny said .Jhonny 's mom shut the door to leave jhonny to ponder their recent conversation.

intro

people in are world have choices to make every once in a while .And war supplies many.Sometimes there easy to figure out the solution .Others not so much .Keep in mind that the right solution is not always what we want.