While I was in Vietnam and patrolling/policing the front of our wire I looked down and saw a skull. I didn't know what to make of it at the time. It wasn't a human skull (i don't think) but appeared to be that of some kind of animal or maybe a monkey or child. It had sharp pointy teeth, no snout and almost human looking except for the size which fit in the palm of my hand. The decomposed eye sockets seemed to be staring right at me. It was one freaky looking thing, maybe a monkey skull. I picked it up and took it back to the bunker for some stupid f*cking reason and showed it to everyone in the bunker. They were mostly wtf is that and wow. I should have kicked it down the hill.
So dumbass me I decided to let it dry out and keep it for a souvenir. Next day I go back to where I left it and it was gone. So I say to myself someone stole it, now that I think about it maybe an animal did. But when I reflect back on it and ponder about my ptsd and shit going on in my head I can't help thinking that I have a demon inside of me. Was it that thing? Did it enter my mind and body when I picked it up? See thats just one of the f*cked up things going on in my head.
So dumbass me I decided to let it dry out and keep it for a souvenir. Next day I go back to where I left it and it was gone. So I say to myself someone stole it, now that I think about it maybe an animal did. But when I reflect back on it and ponder about my ptsd and shit going on in my head I can't help thinking that I have a demon inside of me. Was it that thing? Did it enter my mind and body when I picked it up? See thats just one of the f*cked up things going on in my head.