GALACTIC SHOW-DOWN PART I

Pagal Sahara

2005 05 11

I was standing in a military line up just waiting for the leader to come by. I stood up straight as he passed me. He hit me in the chest and said "nah" as i slouched over from the pain. He continued down the line and kicked out one of the hundreds of people for the Galactic Show Down, a large war of all nations of space. the rules, simple: last man standing wins. Nation verses Nation, Army verses Army, Me verses YOU. I saw the small guy leave the line up sadly as he returned home. The boss came down the line once again kept kicking out the wierdest people usually small and skinny or with a bad attitude. Finally there were 12 left, 10 to go. he came by me and the guy next to me. "Why do you deserve to be here!" He yelled at the bulky man next to me. He stared at the boss and was quet. "GO HOME!" he screamed in his face. He walked to me and asked the same. "Because I can!" i yelled at him. He stopped and paused for a minute. "You got the job of fighter pilot young lad." Iwas overjoyed and decided to celebrate with my friends in my home in Sector X. Knowing I was going to be a fighter pilot was my dream come true...