M10:Samurai School

     Today me and my best friend Rue flashed into a gory war! Pools of blood surrounded us. Our heads spinning we rush to safety. A man came up to us and told us we should learn to become samurais, women samurais are highly respected! We were under a tent as the blood bursting war went on. People killing others as dark clouds rolled in, even people committing suicide. I was interested and we went to a near by pagoda where we meet many samurai students. Our master was a buff young man with a short buzz cut. HE WAS SMOKIN! I was very excited to find my inner samurai.
     The pagoda was very peaceful people meditating and soft music playing. We got in to a typical samurai outfit, many layers of robes and thick woven armor and many swords. One sword was short for cutting off heads or suicide, the other was long for combat from afar. We had to be physically and mentally prepared for battle. We went to another pagoda to train, we learned to have our opponent make the first move, fight in close quarters and how to dodge the swords of others. We also were mentally prepared, our minds had to be at peace and we had to know when, if we had to, when to kill OURSELVES. After a long hard day of battle we were ready to fight with vengeance.
    The next morning I was scared, I knew to be dynamic and at peace, but I couldn't help but FREAK OUT!!!! I slowly put on my armor, and ate breakfast. Rue didn't seem to be fazed, the emotional training really got to her.Se was cool calm and collected as we headed out the door, we meet up with out trainer and the rest of the samurai students. The trainers had a short speech and then we were on out way, I could see the students fear and the family's tears trickled down their face in hope their kids would return.
     At the war scene we were hidden from battle. A middle aged man came to us and we followed him to our tent. On a count of three all of us ran out of the tent. Rue sliced a man's head off! I was scared I didn't want to kill, but didn't want to be killed. I only defended my self. A man on the other side came up to me, he was going for the kill. I got a good grip on my long sword and stabbed him in the leg, he collapsed. The blood poured out I ran and left the man. I felt like Cato stabbing Peeta from the hunger games. I didn't intended to hurt anyone coming into this! I went back to the tent tears welling, how could I do this?!
     My inner samurai sure did come out, I was shaken up from the stab and seeing people killed. Heads in pools of blood with their body's nowhere is a hard image to get out of your head! It was hard the next days after the war, but things started getting better after. I learned alot of self defense and that I didn't kill that man. One of the other samurais did. The saw him laying wounded and took his head. To hear this I was sad for the dead man, but happy I didn't kill him.