I am scared of observing.
I wonder when the sergeant is coming.
I hear his footstep gets closer and closer.
I want the inspection to hurry.
I am scared of observing.
I pretend everything will be okay.
I feel so worried in what he was going to say.
I touch my uniform if it was perfect.
I worry when he calls me out.
I cry because I am sensitive.
I am scared of observing.
I understand the other guys who are being inspected.
I say nothing , but stay quiet.
I dream of living of a free world.
I try to follow the orders.
I hope I can leave.
I am scared of observing .
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