FicWad

Hello, my name is Maxine, and I am a united states marine corps soldier. I am proud, and my history haunts me every day I breathe, but can I change that? Read more to find out.

"I stood at the plane terminal, and took a deep breath. I can’t explain how overwhelming it is to stand here in busy New York, about to start a whole new life. Something that I could only dream about. That feeling of euphoria, as I watch the hundreds of unknowing citizens running around in their own worlds. The new lease of life, the polluted New York air brings as it fills my lungs. I could never be so content, standing here in this busy New York air port wearing my dirty army uniform."