I was running as fast as I could, but to no avail. All I could do is surrender- surrender to the enemy.
             It all began back in 1998, when I was serving as a soldier for a Palestinian group called Hamaas. The Hamaas was a group who fought for freedom for the Palestinian people. At that time, the Palestinians were being scrutinized and tortured by the Israeli government. Bombs, missiles and bullets were flying non-stop at the innocent poor Palestinian civilians. Hundreds were dying, and there was nobody or nothing that could stop them.
             So it was decided by a gathering of people that a rebellious group were to be formed. And so it happened, with the group's name being Hamaas: a group that would not tolerate any sufferings caused by the Israeli government. A group that will fight for the Palestinian people. And so it began, firstly the leader was chosen, and then all the duties of the members were given out.
             Duties were followed out on helping the Palestinians, which were going quite well, until Israel's allied friend came along, USA. Well, Israel, beingAmerica's 51st state? called upon the USA to help them to fight the Hamaas. On the 31st of July that year, 3000 American soldiers were deployed to Jerusalem and the Gaza to find and terminate the Hamaas.
             Two weeks into their search, we had planned an attack on them. All was going well, as I was appointed to detonate the bomb and was just about to when suddenly BANG! My partner who was assisting me with this was shot in the head. An insider informed the Americans about the attack. American soldiers started appearing from nowhere, and all I could do is run. I found a nearby ally and took it. I kept on running through ally's, buildings and streets, and as tired as I was, I wouldn't give up. Until finally a truck suddenly stopped in front of me, and I was arrested by the Americans.
             I was sentenced to thirty-five years in a Cuban prison, and I am stil
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