A Marine in the Snow



Some people go through life without ever experiencing something that completely changes there life. But not me, about three years ago I saw the most beautiful thing to ever happen to me.

I had detention and had no way of getting home besides the 2 mile long walk. And at about the half mile mark it starts snowing really hard (what do you want its New England). So despite my best judgment I decided to take the short cut… through the grave yard. As Im walking through I see a lone marine in full combat uniform standing in front of a headstone on his chest I could read the name Moore. I saluted him to show my respect. He saw me bowed his head and smiled. And in a faint voice I heard him say “stay strong… You’ll make it home”. just than I heard a branch snap under the weight of the snow and looked over. But once I looked back at the marine he was gone. Confused by where he could have gone so I checked the headstone where he was standing and was shocked by what I saw. It read “Cpl. John Moore… gave his life in the line of duty, defending our country and its freedom.” I felt scared but somewhat safe. After that I walked home and it felt good to get out of the cold. After that day I keep on pushing and never give up as the brave spirit once told me.