Personal Narrative: The Army's Basic Combat Training

I still remember, my body uncontrollably shivering as I curled into the fetal position under a tree trying to conserve whatever warmth I could retain. The cold weather was merciless, its rain poured and the wind blew erratically upon my flimsy poncho as stray beads of water seeped through the micro-tears of my poncho’s fabric. For hours, I remained wedged on the ground as my vision begun to fade. Slowly, I let myself drift into the darkness as my mind went numb and my face grimaced. I wanted to cry, until I heard from the corner of my head say, “YOU’RE NOT A QUITTER, DON’T GIVE UP!”
The Army’s basic combat training definitely isn’t for the light-hearted. It was physically, mentally, and emotionally demanding. It wasn’t anything like my high