This story is about someone who was very dear to me. His name was Scott Stone. Scottie as we called him was my cousin. He was the only person in my family except my little brother who ever cared about me. Well he was military, he was Marine Infantry as a matter of fact. Well he got sent to Iraq and there was a firefight if you dont know what this means it means everyone started shooting. Well a guy he didnt even know was next to him and didnt see an insurgent. So what does my cousin do? He jumps in front of the other guy and takes the bullet for him. My cousin didnt live but that other guy lived to see another day.
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