Part one of term paper
Where do I begin... to write down my misadventure. I would have never picked up a pen and began had it not been for my host. He's the type of fellow who tells you what to do and his partners (soldiers) make sure you did just as your told. This hideout, this fortress has more weapons than I've seen in months. There is a guard at my door th ...

Part two of term paper
... to my host. I am a guest of the leader of this organization. I sit here and think of what has happened to bring me here. My mind wanders back to when I was an innocent eight year old kid. I worried more about what games to play than anything else. My mom brought us to the Mile High City after she and my dad started fighting. She thought it would be good to grow up near relatives. She never knew what was in store for us all. No one knew except the scientist and interfering generals who ...