i remember the first day killed a civilian. It was awkward but i did it for the duty of my uniform.I couldn’t sleep, that night. Our forces were called to control riot, i shot him in an accident.Even though that was a mistake ,the gun was intended to be shot in air , deep down it felt like i killed something living. Even 2 years after the incident I wonder why people kill each other ? I coldn’t stop thinking – what if the man had a daughter, wife , or mother waiting for his return.
