RE: I called a friend who is a believer...
January 12, 2016 at 2:50 pm
(This post was last modified: January 12, 2016 at 2:55 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
In general, in a war zone, there are disturbing numbers of displaced or lost children. Some of those kids decide that it's safer out on the margins - so they never "come home" or come in for help..assuming they still have a home or anyone to help them. We call the ones that have been out there a long time feral. You try to round them up and get them to the local authorities or to an aid station....but alot of them don't want to be caught, especially by a foreigner with a gun.
Our standard explanation for phantom noises out in the middle of "nowhere" - nowhere to us, mind you..or for stolen things and rummaged rucks in the middle of the night...was feral children. The alternative is ghosts or incredible enemy commandos who don't kill ...who just take the candy bars and ham slices out of our MRES....., lol.
Our standard explanation for phantom noises out in the middle of "nowhere" - nowhere to us, mind you..or for stolen things and rummaged rucks in the middle of the night...was feral children. The alternative is ghosts or incredible enemy commandos who don't kill ...who just take the candy bars and ham slices out of our MRES....., lol.
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