Personal Narrative: Joining The SEAL Team

My parents tried to get me to go to college after high school, but I was a stubborn eighteen year old boy who wanted to “see the world.” I thought I knew what was best and decided to join the Marines. I thought about the Navy because I had always been a good swimmer and loved the water. That was really not a very good basis to make a life changing decision. However, I excelled on all the tests and was told I qualified for the SEAL team. Everyone thought this was amazing and quite an opportunity. I did not know exactly how dangerous being a part of this team could be until after I was sent on my first mission. There were missions that were part of your duty, and you had to participate in these. Then there were secret missions and you had to volunteer for them. For a secret mission, you were given what the chance of surviving the mission would be and then you made up your mind. Only after you accepted and were on your way to execute
He was filthy, starving and looked like a wounded animal. This was ironic as Saddam was known for being obsessed with hygiene and never wanted to be in contact with any germs. After finding Saddam, I was assigned to take him back to stand trial. I was given the order if he tried to escape to shoot to kill, and don’t miss the target. We traveled at night to hide from the insurgents who wanted to capture Saddam and make him pay for how brutal he had treated the people of Iraq. This was very dangerous and it was hard to watch for the mines that had been planted in the sand that would blow up if you stepped on them. I finally arrived at the base where the military officials took him off my hand. I was able to return home the next week, but continued to follow the news about him. He was found guilty of crimes against humanity and sentenced to death by hanging, which took place on December 30,