A life in Hell- Part one - Sex Stories

A life in Hell- Part one

... but never got the opportunity to begin to act on the matter much before high school. I was fifteen and in the ninth grade. I stayed back in seventh due to my father getting injured, so I missed so much school staying home working on the farm for most of the year that they told me just to come back next year. I took biology for the first time that year and I immediately fell in love with the study of life. I knew immediately that I wanted to become a doctor when I grew up. It was then that I decided to do something foreign to me: actually try hard in school. When the third week of school went by, I was hooked. I wanted to know everything about biology I could. When we were given our text book, that became the only thing in life that mattered to me until I finished reading it in just three days. Needless to say, in tenth grade I took chemistry, and though it wasn’t my favorite subject it certainly was fun. I was beginning to work on my dream of becoming a doctor. I would turn seventeen this spring, and World War Two was beginning in earnest now. I was worried about the draft that I knew was coming, but my folks told me not to worry about it since I was only seventeen. By the time that I got to twelfth grade, I had taken biology, chemistry, anatomy, and physcology classes. I used my drive to become a doctor to push myself through my other classes as well and get scholarships for college. I wanted to go to Georgia Regents University Medical College of Georgia. This had been my ...

... dream since the summer before my last year of high school. When I got my acceptance letter from my dream college, I thought that life would be great from here on out. Go to school, get my degree, work in a hospital in Atlanta. I would send money back home to help my folks through hard times like the winter, or whenever they needed it. I would save up and buy my dad a brand new tractor out right, since ours is falling apart. That wasn’t the case. Life is never that easy, ever. Three days after I got my letter from Georgia Regents, I learned that my scholarships would not be able to cover the full cost of that college. I had no considerable amount of money saved up, only twenty dollars, and that wasn’t going to get me through medical school. It looked like I would be working on my family farm forever. By the following March after my dreams got crushed I was further dragged down. Who knew how much a single sheet of paper could weigh when it tells you that you will be fighting in your country’s army in a far away land? Well, that one sheet of telegram paper must’ve weighed at least four hundred pounds.When I read it, it fell to the ground with what I swear was a groundbreaking thump. My heart followed that little piece of paper down, down, down to the ground and beyond. I stayed home until two days before I was scheduled to leave helping as much as I could on the farm. I packed some of my belongings, and dad drove me out to the nearest recruitment center. I wasn’t going to let ...