I was lying in the ground, observing, waiting. I was afraid of the things that could happen while everybody was excited expecting the signal. I could feel the cold in my bones, freezing them till rending me motionless. But it was more about the nervousness than about the cold breeze.

I had never been here, it was my first time, and I was fearful it could be the last . All of my partners were enjoying this, but I just wanted to go home. I missed my mom and my sisters. I missed my dog and my little hamster running on his wheel. I was missing a lot of things while everybody was just sharing their anecdotes.

I could feel my face covered with the mud and my hands trembling while holding the Maverick. One hand in the air and everybody moved slipping in the wet land. I felt my heart beating faster than a moment before. I looked to my sides, watching carefully through the bushes.

I saw many partners falling, wriggling of pain, screaming to death. In retrospect, that’s what terrified me. I felt my eyes watering with the image on my mind and that was the moment when I heard the signal:

“Shoot”

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