My first day of bootcamp for USAF (S.A.V.E.)

I thought I would get things blasted out there by making a challange to all you writers out there.

Write a short story about your first day of bootcamp, if you never had one, make one up, be creative.

 You can use it to start your own campaign for PVA donations, or you can send it to me and I will publish for you if you simply want to contribute to my campaign.

Here is my true to life story:

On October 30th I borded a plane from Portland Oregon to San Antonio Texas. I hugged my family goodbye, kissed my girlfriend who i would never kiss again, and nervously stepped onto the plane. When I arrived in San Antonio I was ushered to a bench to sit with a group of other recruits all as shaggy and goofy as me. We were interrupted from our joking by a man dressed in cammo, "shut your mouths if you want this to go easy for you! You all volunteerd for this so anyone who is having seconds thoughts, go home now. After you leave here, you will wish you never did." No one moved a muscle or even breathed. We were herded through checkpoints and loaded on a bus, each of of scrambling in confusion and trying not to ask any questions. 

The bus arrived at Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio Texas at 10 pm Oct. 31rst 2001. We were very rudely woken up and told to keep our mouths shut and follw orders, and were reminded, as if we need to be, that this was not Disneyland and there would be no Mickey Mouse asking us what WE wanted. We did everything we were told and soon we were sitting on a bench filling out boring ass red tape paper work and signing our signature 6,000 times. I struggled to keep my head up and eyes open until one pretty you girl shouted in my face to "keep up!". Whatever lady, pull out! Good thing that was under my breath. After  about an hour of signing and another for waiting for others to sign we all filed out  sid in a line. That was the last single file line we stood in. We got seperated into flights, or  units of about 40 and then put in sections  with other flights to form squadrons. We marched in formation to our new home called the Dorm, which made us all feel like it was college, cuz the Air Force is allot milder than the other branches right? Nope. We  assigned bunks and bunkmates and  were told to go to sleep because  we would be waking up at 5am. That gave us about 4 hours to lie awake and scared in our new uncomfortable beds.

At about 430 or so I awoke to my face smacking tile floor very hardly and giving me a bloody nose. apparently the noise I heard was a baton hitting the  post of every bunch and a voice screaming for us to "fall out now, get the hell up you pussies, this aint no girl scout camp!" I got an extra dose of spit on my face for having a bloody nose and my new master, SSgt.  Lord (real name) gave me a  tissue to "dry my tears with." I felt sick and dizzy all of a sudden as everyone laughed at me. We pretty much  fell down the stairs and formed a half ass square formation and spent the next hour learning how to sharpen the edges and only see one head in front of instead of five staggard noggins. I looked around and felt like maybe I had just enterd the twilight zone, everyone was scared shitless. I was not scared though, I was pissed off and dizzy. My T.I. (Training Instructor) better known as my new Lord and savior caught on to my mood quick and it wasn't long before my face was soaked in his spit and my ears rung, and my forhead hurt from the brim of his hat poking it. I must have done the first 60 push ups that the flight was assigned. Taking one for the team as always. My new name was Trainee Tillman.

I don't remember much more of that day, we spent most of it learning the daily ritual we would be going through and how to take care of our stuff. I never knew that I could keep my things so damn organized. I even folded my sox and lined up my tooth brush with my nail clippers just like the picture showed me in the book. I do remember making a few key allys right away and am friends with them to this day. I also remember taking a look around to capture the image of us on that first day, I wanted to remember it for the same moment right before we graduated. I did remember, and I will never forget.