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I woke up one morning and thought to myself what am I still doing here? I had already done five months but they said I would've been released after four months for a crime that I didn't even commit. For the rest of my life, I will always never forgive my mate who 'grassed' or told on me to the police. I will never trust him as soon as I am released. So here I am, doing national service serving as a soldier in the army. I turn to my right and see my cabinet door dominated with pictures of my friends, families and my girlfriend, who I mourn for and miss the most. I turn to my left and saw another boy still sleeping. He was still sleeping tucked away warm and comfortable. The barracks I was staying was like a youth hostel instead filled with more beds,...

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